Dan Verkys
Goodreads Author
Born
Ipswich, Australia
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Influences
Clive Barker, Phillip K Dick, William Gibson, Edgar Allen Poe, George
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Member Since
August 2013
URL
https://www.goodreads.com/dverkys
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Green Tsunami
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2014
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3 editions
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New World Monsters
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2022
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Infinite Black: Tales from the Abyss
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Gathered Here Today: An Open Casket of Art and Poetry
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2025
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Poetic Fiction: Journals Of Silent Screams
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The Voices in Your Head
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The Horror Zine Magazine Fall 2022
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The Horror Zine Magazine Summer 2022
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Blood and Verse
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Dan’s Recent Updates
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“I sit beside the fire and think
Of all that I have seen
Of meadow flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been
Of yellow leaves and gossamer
In autumns that there were
With morning mist and silver sun
And wind upon my hair
I sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring
That I shall ever see
For still there are so many things
That I have never seen
In every wood in every spring
There is a different green
I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people that will see a world
That I shall never know
But all the while I sit and think
Of times there were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at the door”
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Of all that I have seen
Of meadow flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been
Of yellow leaves and gossamer
In autumns that there were
With morning mist and silver sun
And wind upon my hair
I sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring
That I shall ever see
For still there are so many things
That I have never seen
In every wood in every spring
There is a different green
I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people that will see a world
That I shall never know
But all the while I sit and think
Of times there were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at the door”
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“There will come a time when it isn't 'They're spying on me through my phone' anymore. Eventually, it will be 'My phone is spying on me'.”
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“The basic tool for the manipulation of reality is the manipulation of words. If you can control the meaning of words, you can control the people who must use them.”
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“Everything in life is just for a while.”
― A Scanner Darkly
― A Scanner Darkly





























