there’s nothing like a cry
on a day to celebrate.
why?
because it kills the lie
creeping up inside
that anyone
ever celebrates
with me
anyway.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, September 29, 2026.
Tittu
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Coming this Macabre Monday:
DEVILISHLY DREADFUL
The Boy Detective;
or, the Crimes of the Collective
on October 5, 2026
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
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Comments1
Powerful work. Vivid and sharp.
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