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jonathon copeland 
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a dead mans date
The turtles dove into the ocean as Elaine ran after them. She caught up with one that escaped into...
Short Stories|  Genre:a bad date|  Updated:04-04-07
Words:886|  Comments:1|  Status:Public

never see this night again(i hope)
He held his fist out to be questioned....
Poetry|  Genre:zombie poet|  Updated:03-04-07
Words:56|  Comments:3|  Status:Public

destiny or spider sense
The hours seem to be endless. I can't explain it any other way but that I have been having de ja vu...
Short Stories|  Genre:out there reality|  Updated:28-03-07
Words:576|  Comments:4|  Status:Public

jerkin your chicken
The clear water sits still as the glass begins to slide. "Hey watch what you are doing there." The two boys apologized for being so clumsy. They were rough housing and almost made my water spill all...
Short Stories|  Genre:adultry|  Updated:24-03-07
Words:913|  Comments:1|  Status:Public

looking west for gold
My jacket is wet making my walk even more miserable. The darkness engulfs the sky leaving the dead...
Short Stories|  Genre:whats to come|  Updated:13-03-07
Words:483|  Comments:1|  Status:Public

not enduring the pain
The color of the night seems to seep into my brain and my heart turn weary. The color will stay...
Poetry|  Genre:suicidal sorrow|  Updated:03-07-06
Words:473|  Comments:5|  Status:Public

my schoolyard chains
I have been sitting in this chair for thirty minutes now and I am ready to go home away from the...
Short Stories|  Genre:religious hypothesis|  Updated:19-05-06
Words:960|  Comments:5|  Status:Public

masturbation
The taste leaves my mouth as I ride down the street on my 5 speed. The pedaling makes my legs feel like wet noodles pushing me along. I rush to the spot where I know I am to be greeted by warmth and...
Short Stories|  Genre:comic badass|  Updated:12-05-06
Words:560|  Comments:4|  Status:Public

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