A tiny cold grey sun shone through the lifting cloud; as the cloud arose, it slowly began to change the colour of the road from a wet black treacle, in the distance where the trees stretched their fin
Certificate 18
3. The Conquest of the Pole
Posted by StanTheMan on February 12, 2012 - 13:36Part 3 of 'The Tao of Stan' - the meaningless episodes in the meaningless life of a man struggling for meaning...
The other half
Posted by lev821 on February 12, 2012 - 11:35After she'd killed and buried her husband, he wasn't happy.
Immaculate Abortion Or Raped by God
Posted by nositesavailable on February 10, 2012 - 19:33A girl has a chat with God and Jesus.
A short play I wrote for the Hangar Theatre 2009 10 Minute Play Festival.
The Spacious T
Posted by lcowan on February 8, 2012 - 17:34A solo trip away makes a woman understand her boyfriend.
Winter's Forgotten
Posted by skinner_jennifer on February 8, 2012 - 15:27Never will they reconcile themselves to
the doorway of loneliness...
Hunting for Duck - Part 6
Posted by StanTheMan on February 7, 2012 - 20:12
The Final Part of the saga of Ed, Sal and Marlene... and Nate.
Not sure about this ending. Be grateful for any feedback. Thanks, folks, for sticking with it.
The day I forgot my password...
Posted by sonora on February 7, 2012 - 18:24
it all got a bit messy...
Korean-American Psycho 6
Posted by Steve on February 7, 2012 - 15:52She remembered:
"So you blame the white man?"
"Yes."
"But there are yellow men, black men, and Hispanic men who get away with crime also. O.J. Simpson for one."
"I just kill the white man."
the mechanical kiss
Posted by delapruch on February 7, 2012 - 11:57the mechanical kiss comes without “love”
without any sense of “love”
without any place for “love”
without any want of affection in the manner of
“making love”
Scrabble
Posted by insertponceyfre... on February 7, 2012 - 10:03
He puts down the tiles - slowly, carefully.
Korean-American Psycho 5
Posted by Steve on February 6, 2012 - 21:42She remembered:
"So what makes you want to become a killer?"
Carruthers' Demise, Chapters Twenty Two & Twenty Three
Posted by brian cross on February 6, 2012 - 16:00Chapter Twenty Two
backpaddling rich white robot mormon fuck
Posted by delapruch on February 6, 2012 - 06:46who would have though that a man
spawned from the factory of silver spoons &
joseph smith’s silver plates
would ever out-spend another candidate?
first,
Hunting for Duck - Part 5
Posted by StanTheMan on February 5, 2012 - 20:34
Sorry... if anyone's been following this, there was a long wait for this part. I've really struggled with the ending and am still not happy. Not quite there yet. Another bit to follow.
The Dead Queen
Posted by Larkin Williamson on February 5, 2012 - 16:46"The Queen is dead....the Queen is dead" shouted the paperboy as he ran through the streets.
A Vagrant Shadow
Posted by Larkin Williamson on February 5, 2012 - 15:19Such a misty, cold night...fitting for my half hour lunch break from hell. Another spoon of sugar might help this stale coffee. Another cup of love might help this doubtful heart.
My Sweet Little Song
Posted by Larkin Williamson on February 4, 2012 - 16:05my sweet little song
I sent you away
packed with dreams
hope
months had gone by
more like you have been born
yet
I shall not send them
for
on the day you came home
masturbating in church
Posted by delapruch on February 4, 2012 - 06:38
my fondest memory of church
had to have been the day that girl from my confirmation class
whom i can’t for the life of me remember the name of now
showed up in a skin tight neon pink dress
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