This is a work of fiction. All the characters, locations, organizations, and events portrayed in this softback are either products of the bookmaker’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Or both.
Any and all resemblance to Reality is purely coincidental.
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In other words, it’s just words. It’s not real. Get a grip.
A Lyme-Brained Rhyme Game
| Spiral: The Highest One Writing | Arc: III |
| Series: W-63 | Entry: 3 |
| Genre(s): Satire, Poetry Anthology |
| Revision Date: June 11, 2021 |
A product of The Hillside Commons
Back cover art by Michael Storm Fischer,
altered slightly for story purposes.
Copyright © 2021 by Hunter A. Wallace
All rights reserved.
To myself, Hunter Owens Wallace, and every other iteration of the human being
Thanks to Borrelia burgdorferi for being inherently evil and trying to hollow out my brain. Better luck next time, asshole.
A big thanks to the late great Michael Storm Fisher for creating the back cover ten years before this book came out.
And the biggest thanks of all goes to The Hillside Commons and myself, Hunter Owens Wallace, for besting all the bullshit and writing all this stuff three years before this book came out.
A Note About The Front Cover
Garden Variety by Hunter Owens Wallace
Taken whilst lying atop a mountain at sunset. The sky is so velvety and colorful while the Earth and her trees are silhouetted, totally featureless compared to the soft ethereal glow of everything else out there.
This cotton candy skyscape reminds me of the latent insignificance of what goes down here on Earth; our daily lives, trials, and tribulations just aren’t as important as everybody makes them out to be. Life on Earth is beautiful, doubtlessly, but our planet is one garden amongst many. The rest are probably just like ours, except… different. Maybe their skies are pink and their clouds reflect a blue sunset.