Gerard DiLeo

Joined July 2021

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Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!

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Monthly Visitors — Extended Version
Euclidian ellipses Conjure circumnavigational collusions — coincidences, Lending lustrous Interactive interventions, invocations intersecting
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Monthly Visitors
Estrus erupts expediently, explosively; Cyclicly controlled coital capitulation, chaining charmed celestial Lunacy, leading libido lovingly — lustfully —
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Three Billy Goats Gruff
Once upon a time, there was a lush pasture. The only way to get to it was via a stone arch bridge over a swift stream. The owner of the pasture was fixated on preventing the goats next door from getting across because they ate everything he grew. So he found a homeless troll and offered him the job.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
115—Sirens, Part II: Orpheus
Orpheus tasted the air. He saw the stars above, harmonizing in their secret way with the men who toiled at ropes and sails. He heard the music of the spheres, wafting in waves, seeking accompaniment.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
114—Sirens, Part I: Odysseus
He tasted that salty spray taste. He thought of the music of the spheres heard by Pythagoras. Now he hoped to hear something divine on Earth.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
113 Entanglement Happens. Top Story - April 2024.
Entanglements are trouble. Yet, we all live in a quantum world where entaglement happens. Like shit happens. It doesn't end at Planck lengths, does it? Quantum rolls uphill for those astute enough to notice.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Bifocal Decay — a Canopus
Neither particle nor rhythmic wave Survives not first embarkations intact Nor follows our rules, nor duly behave Predictably, nor consistently act
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Circular Logic
Every Circle Lives In Perpetual Shadow Elsewhere
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
112 The Priest and the Vrŏzzōzite: Part Three
The priest slid open the little Confessional door and remembered the smell the last time this visitor had come. "Vrŏzzōz, my tentacled, other-worldly friend."
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
111: The Priest and the Vrŏzzōzite: Part Two
The priest slid open the wooden screen door when he heard someone occupy the space. Remembering the smell the last time his tentacled otherworldly visitor had come, he smelled it again.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
110: The Priest and the Vrŏzzōzite: Part One
The priest slid open the little door when he heard someone occupy the confessional. Waiting for the "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned...," it never came.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Ask Me When...
Ask me this April After the Carpathian, until For no one else delved On the 17th of '12 . Ask me in December If I can remember
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets