| City Smells
| | Hot summer city days... The broken man cools himself off by stripping down (nearly) to his dirty skin. There isn't much else he can do, as no one has yet--in this world of technological... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 18-04-07 |
| Words: | 442 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| I Will Find
| | How can I expect to find my place?... | | Words: | 147 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| Worm!
| | You bastard!... | | Words: | 195 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Why?
| | Why could you not have done it... | | Words: | 215 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| 'Fore-Me
| | Iā??m functioning against time, Iā??ve noticed of late. Iā??m alien, outside the morning gates. Iā??ve lost... | | Words: | 224 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Blinking Line
| | His computer monitor lights his shadowed room. The vertical line at the upper left corner of the virtual sheet of paper blinks consistently. By itself, left aloneā??it does nothing. It just blinks. It... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 12-03-07 |
| Words: | 1860 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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