Jason ByronAug 84 minSummer of '78The blizzard of '78 was terrible—everyone has seen photographs of cars abandoned on streets and bridges as if rush hour itself had frozen...
Jason ByronJun 299 minAn Excerpt from AMALIAChapter Five. An Infinity of Pines α. Follow me. Cynthia opened her eyes in the darkness. She had been dreaming of the mountains. The...
Jason ByronJun 2920 minAn Excerpt from BLASPHEMY vol. 1Chapter 1. Saleem 1. Night. The false and infinite surface of the Q'Sh undulated in silence, its waves and billows of cloud drawing...
Jason ByronJun 54 minThe PoetTitus was a poet, a good one, or at least a fair one. He spent his time arranging themes and meters, he crafted his lines, he adjusted...
Jason ByronMay 244 minElidaElida didn't give a shit. Not about punching in early, letting Moises know when the Sun-Brite was running low, cleaning her housekeeping...
Jason ByronMar 224 minFuckface Flash fiction/humor I worked at the cemetery with a guy named Chet—and I hated him before I knew anything more than his name. He started...
Jason ByronMar 2210 minA Conception PatheticI have always wanted to write a series of related songs, the story of which being revealed only over the span of multiple albums. This is...
Jason ByronMar 1810 minSwordquestIt is with heartfelt and genuine enthusiasm that I approach the subjects of psychological imprinting, reincarnation, Freemasonry, and the...
Jason ByronJan 269 minThe Purposeless PurposeWhen I was twenty-three years old, I dedicated my life to the study and practice of MAGICK and RAJA YOGA, which are two sides of the same...