| Ashes
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| Breathless
| | Dreaming,... | | Words: | 18 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| But I Love You
| | I wanted to tell her how much I needed her ?? how she was everything to me and how, this time I was... | | Words: | 433 | | Comments: | 12 | | Status: | Public |
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| Chickadee
| | I looked... | | Poetry | | Genre: | Cinquain | | Updated: | 24-08-07 |
| Words: | 17 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Count On Me
| | As the wind??s cool mellow... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 22-07-07 |
| Words: | 119 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Daddy
| | Daddy,... | | Words: | 17 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| Deal Or No Deal
| | Try as I could I just couldn??t keep the belch from coming. In the conference room for nearly an hour with a handful of new clients and my boss sitting next to me trying to be entertaining I tried to... | | Words: | 1073 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Decimation
| | Atom... | | Words: | 13 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Done
| | The clock has come full circle. tick tick tick tick tick tick tick and I am nearly out of time. I??m frantic. Frenetic. Consumed with fear and terror that my time has passed me by. I??ve made... | | Words: | 397 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Dusk
| | Behold the night??s song.... | | Words: | 72 | | Comments: | 9 | | Status: | Public |
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| Echoes
| | The wall echoes the sound;... | | Words: | 67 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| ECT
| | They lie you down and comfort you as they remove your socks and glasses. A needle in the arm and the... | | Words: | 223 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Feet, No Fetish
| | I used to have really nice feet. Model-type nice feet. The type of feet that would allow me to go over to strangers' homes, kick off the shoes and socks, and smack them heel down right on the dinner... | | Words: | 862 | | Comments: | 9 | | Status: | Public |
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| Home
| | The house... | | Poetry | | Genre: | Cinquain | | Updated: | 08-09-07 |
| Words: | 18 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Lonely
| | I had known that there would be someone moving into the house soon enough because the for sale sign had been taken down weeks ago. The yard??s thick tall grass and sloppy looking cherry hedges made... | | Words: | 5035 | | Comments: | 13 | | Status: | Public |
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| My Happy Place
| | Walking down the happy path through the meadow I noticed first the lovely birds, and then the song... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 23-04-07 |
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| Numbers
| | Dear reader,... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 25-07-07 |
| Words: | 3826 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| On My Own
| | I can??t say much about what I want to say. I want to say what a pretentious piece of shit my younger brother is and what a nasty selfish hillbilly my older brother is; two goons resting haggard in... | | Words: | 709 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Public |
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| Pet Conspiracy
| | Journal entry: Monday, July 17.... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 03-09-07 |
| Words: | 2053 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| Popular Mortgage Company
| | Last year we were four months behind in mortgage when the benevolent folks at Popular Mortgage... | | Words: | 1540 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| Relay for Life - Chapter one draft
| | The phone felt heavy in my hand like it was the dead weight of a cat or a small dog. It shook as I clutched it so hard as to not allow my frustration to creep into the conversation. I tried to control... | | Words: | 2264 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| Schizophrenic Travel
| | ??Well, this is a fine frikkin?? mess you??ve gotten us into. You drive like shit.?... | | Words: | 40 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Speaking of Tongues
| | I swallowed my tongue a couple of days ago, just to see how it would feel. I had heard quite often for some strange reason growing up about people swallowing their tongues, epileptics and drug addicts... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 06-07-07 |
| Words: | 3193 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Take the High Road
| | I decided to take the high road even though I was bent out of shape that she forced me to have this little meeting. I was also quite frustrated and angry by her running verbal onslaught exercised to... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 16-05-07 |
| Words: | 2718 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Coffee Shop
| | In the coffee shop the blues are playing While the barista calls back orders from the counter clerk. The man at the counter is ordering a Long complicated drink in the largest cup available And it... | | Words: | 348 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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