| Euphoria
| | It is dawn and I have awoken... | | Words: | 145 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Plucked
| | The eyebrow curve... | | Words: | 82 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Life Coach
| | Do not save this game... | | Words: | 58 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Pills Kill
| | I’m sleeping in the spare room:... | | Words: | 197 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Capturing My Dreams
| | Written for Alien's Acrostic challenge:... | | Words: | 87 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Public |
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| So Much, Slow and Old
| | Waiting for my girlfriend to blow-dry her hair,... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 17-02-08 |
| Words: | 191 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| In on the Out Tray
| | written for Alien's Poetry Challenge #7- Inverted Sonnet... | | Words: | 102 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| This Is A Man
| | It is a simple thing to say 'I am a man.' It is something else to prove it. Many great men have already asked of themselves, 'what is a man?' Some lesser men have also questioned their worth. And... | | Words: | 661 | | Comments: | 18 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Audition
| | (Written for Alien's Poetry Challenge #6: End-Beginning Rhymes)... | | Words: | 113 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Public |
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| u.o.i.
| | you owe i... | | Words: | 304 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| A Civic Reflux
| | A twitching, quivering stream... | | Words: | 103 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Finding Yourself
| | Life isnâ??t to be found during that year out in Australia; You are not going to connect with your inner self on the deserted plains of a Fijian island; You will not have an epiphany about your... | | Words: | 735 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| Never Apologise, Never Explain
| | It's here and it's awake and breeding. I don't want to move for fear that this evil may consume me whole, like a snake over a buffalo, the ribs around me, the venom burning the hairs of my arm and... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 14-07-07 |
| Words: | 782 | | Comments: | 14 | | Status: | Public |
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| Then
| | This bus moves... | | Poetry | | Genre: | Lyrics | | Updated: | 04-06-07 |
| Words: | 174 | | Comments: | 9 | | Status: | Public |
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| Perhaps
| | Perhaps a string of kisses would drape... | | Words: | 69 | | Comments: | 56 | | Status: | Public |
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| Poem for October
| | I stepped off the bus and saw evening... | | Words: | 103 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Public |
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| God's Country
| | The creek of rubber... | | Words: | 110 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Public |
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| Automaton
| | Perhaps I should set... | | Words: | 109 | | Comments: | 10 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Whiskey Crawl
| | My throat has that whiskey crawl about it... | | Words: | 131 | | Comments: | 10 | | Status: | Public |
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