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  • Case File #5: A Permanent Tuesday

    04Mar26 | 10.15 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260304.1015

    an episodic Vivian Locke occult noir

    Image generated by Gemini, with direction by Michael Raven

    Sunny Day Parasol Co.

    Case File #5: A Permanent Tuesday


    This is a serialized story. Start with Case File #1 here.

    Kogan threw a heavy velvet cloth over the retort, a gesture that strangled the light and the visual connection. “Dredge wasn’t moving ordinary stolen goods for the Johnson who hired him, Locke. Not by a long shot.”

    He walked to the door and worked the locks with the practiced care of a man who didn’t want unexpected company. The deadbolt slid home with a weary sigh. The second lock clicked like a rat trap. Then the heavy iron bar dropped into place with a definitive, bone-jarring clank. He flipped the sign in the grime-stained, chickenwire-reinforced shop window to “Closed,” turning the world outside into a dull rumor, and dimmed the lights, making the room a cave of shadows and secrets.

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    tagged:

    episodic fiction, hardboiled, noir, occult noir, prompted fiction, sunny day parasol co., vivian locke, writing challenge

    filed under:

    serial fiction, Vivian Locke Occult Noirs
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  • scrawl

    03Mar26 | 12.48 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260303.1248
    Photo by Alexander Krivitskiy on Unsplash
    here is me writing heartletters
    with bare finger; my page, your skin
    words flowing over rolling hills
    and scrawling your valleys, too
    all through gloaming to night
    to taste shadows growing long
    with each and every bite
    every syllable song ringing
    rhyme with euphoric firefly

    tagged:

    betwixt and between, poetry

    filed under:

    poetry
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  • casting runes — 02mar26

    02Mar26 | 14.15 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260302.1415
    algiz
    come ride the snake
    into the cave &
    under the wood —
    what historic futures
    might we find?

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is algiz, which may mean either “elk” (there is some uncertainty if this is the case) or yew (Old Norse). It is associated with the Otherworld, protection/sanctuary, and with guardian spirits/fylgja. The unconscious mind is also sometimes associated with algiz.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

    tagged:

    algiz, poetry, rewilding, rune

    filed under:

    poetry
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  • Case File #4: The Ghost in the Glass

    02Mar26 | 07.30 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260302.0730

    an episodic Vivian Locke occult noir

    AI image based on this work & created with Gemini, with direction by Michael Raven.

    Sunny Day Parasol Co.

    Case File #4: The Ghost in the Glass


    This is a serialized story. Start with Case File #1 here.

    “Jesus, Viv. You don’t have to be some bitchy dame about it. Sure sure, I’ll help you out. Always have, haven’t I?” he grumbled, grinding his cigarette in a graveyard of butts in the overflowing ashtray. He muttered something low and ugly and, with a wave of his hand, coaxed the frost to slink back into the frost-encrusted case like a beaten dog.

    “First things first,” he added, his voice a low gravel. “Let’s get that little bit of nasty into containment.”

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    tagged:

    episodic fiction, hardboiled, noir, occult noir, prompted fiction, sunny day parasol co., vivian locke, writing challange

    filed under:

    serial fiction, Vivian Locke Occult Noirs
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  • casting runes — 01mar26

    01Mar26 | 19.20 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260301.1920
    uruz
    hungry for a springtime rut
    the aurochs wanders
    misty morning moors

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is uruz. The rune is named after the now-extinct aurochs, a wild ox and has become associated with standing up to challenges, having both confidence and courage, stubborn tenacity, and boundless strength and health. Uruz is alternately associated with the more raw elements which include rain, primordial potential, and the slag/dross cast away during the making of iron.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

    tagged:

    poetry, rewilding, rune, uruz

    filed under:

    poetry
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  • Case File #3: The Kiss of Verdigris

    28Feb26 | 13.36 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260228.1336

    an episodic Vivian Locke occult noir

    AI image based on this work & created with Gemini, with direction by Michael Raven.

    Sunny Day Parasol Co.

    Case File #3: The Kiss of Verdigris


    This is a serialized story. Start with Case File #1 here.

    The walk away from a fresh corpse is always longer than the walk toward one.

    The rain spat its static-kissed venom onto my trench coat, a thousand tiny drumbeats dancing off my shoulders before dissolving into the crackling cobalt-spark of the alley puddles at my feet. I slipped from the streetlight to shadow, leaving the spreading chalk outline of a problem for the boys in blue. That’s when it caught my eye — a sickly green stain creeping across my glove. The corrosion from the dead man’s identification coin had left its signature, thin, poisonous tendrils still foaming where they’d kissed the laminated identification papers. A dirty reminder of a dirtier business.

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    tagged:

    episodic fiction, hardboiled, noir, occult noir, prompted fiction, sunny day parasol co., vivian locke, writing challenge

    filed under:

    serial fiction, Vivian Locke Occult Noirs
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  • aglow

    28Feb26 | 10.34 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260228.1034
    endless in waiting
    in wishing moths to
    send pale of moon

    night gardens aglow
    fey motes dancing
    your head leaning shoulders

    tagged:

    poetry

    filed under:

    poetry
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  • casting runes — 27feb26

    27Feb26 | 09.41 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260227.0941
    tiwaz
    an old warrior wearies
    of spear burdens
    trudging up northern fells
    antlers left under overhangs
    call to rest a spell

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    Today’s rune is tiwaz, which is named after the Norse god Týr, and the second weekday (Tuesday) is named for the god. According to Norse myth, Týr offers his right hand to the wolf Fenrir, who bites it off when he realizes the gods have used the offering to distract the wolf while they bind him. The rune is typically considered symbolic of honor, loyalty and justice, as well as of sacrifice. It may be representative of discipline and faith. Some interpretations have associated the rune with the North Star.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

    tagged:

    poetry, rewilding, rune, tiwaz

    filed under:

    poetry
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  • winter hearts

    27Feb26 | 02.25 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260227.0225

    ‘the father saved the mountain yonder,

    i don’t suppose he was the one of yours,’

    she said smiling before she froze

    and turned an oily shade of rainbow

    opalescent in her age of old

    below they craved the market haunt

    but through skins twilight kissed i called

    down unto a sounding stained wood

    thrust out instead of shore

    this pain king rides swimming horse

    dragging out to the dust of rain

    in shattered wrists and waves’ refrain

    underground calling all winter hearts

    to strike in the below again

    tagged:

    after midnight, betwixt and between, poetry

    filed under:

    poetry
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  • still, a singing

    26Feb26 | 10.53 CST
    © 2026

    michael raven

    c: 260226.1053
    i escher etch labyrinthine dreams
    & crawl my cobwebbed understair
    thumping feet on ceilings,
    pounding fists in sand
    empty-thoughted screaming
    along the promenade while
    their long gonnes fire rounds around
    bloodsoaked murder in every sound

    hammer march, hammer march
    one two and two through
    swinging scarlet soaks the gloom

    and here i am, blind corner sitting
    still singing of a time once free

    tagged:

    poetry

    filed under:

    poetry
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