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Poem
Ten, a fearful year memories everywhere. Drunken childhood and bottle bank. Towering trees fallen down on broken ground with buttercups underneath. Ten, a fearful year
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- 649 reads
Poem
It's funny where humour takes you. Memories or voices in head. Pen; frail...almost dead. Piano keys...where have they gone. It's funny where memories take you to the girl you used to be.
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- 738 reads
LIFERS Chapter Forty Five
‘As far as Thomas Martins knew, your mother perished in that fire, so I kept the whole thing from him. The letter, the blood, and where it came from.’
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- 479 reads
On the floor where she sits
An internal battle j
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- 645 reads
Unfixable
A story of a relationship that happens every day
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- 543 reads
Eyelids
A look inside a world any of us could end up in
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- 494 reads
Newborn.
You will think you hate me, but in truth you will hate yourself, for i will show you the monster that lies in wait within you, the depraved creature that you truly are.
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- 578 reads
From a White Rabbit
The first little days of Summer could be the dark expanse of biting Winter, for the harvest is bare. When the physical world is shaken the spirit pours forth. You,
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- 410 reads
At East Village
I suddenly realize that I can’t remember the names of maybe half, of maybe a third of the women I’ve been with. This is a problem.
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At Old Capitol Books
Before we stopped talking, she quoted Hunter S. Thompson in an email. Plenty of people express mild thunderclap when it is revealed that I’ve never read Thomspon. So did she.
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- 655 reads