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Our Burnished Mantle

Our dedicated mantle is a shrine to our permanence; dressed with life's, lingering mementos, a time capsule spaced on an organic ledge baring a...
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Judith and Jake - Part Two of Two

Judith and Jake crossed the threshold into Mrs. Teaberry’s apartment. “Watch your step,” said Mrs. Teaberry. “I just waxed the floor.” The newlyweds...
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The Gambler 1

I'm a gambler. I'm a forgetter. I'm a misanthrope also. I'm sick to death of people. They really make me sick in the stomach and I feel like I got...

Happiness

What is this thing called happiness? Nobody knows. Some find it in a lover’s kiss; some in a rose. Some seek it all their lives yet don’t find it at...
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Typhoon

A patchwork poem (also known as Cento) is made up of verses by different writers. I have used lines (with minor tweaks) by the following poets: John...
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Crawler

The boy hugged his knees to his chest as another kick landed. He no longer knew one part of his body from the other, there was only pain. “Don’t you...

Thought

Why is it that most people find the vast universe a dull topic of conversation but themselves (or the lives of other people) fascinating? The human...

(spoken word, in process)

i have depression. now some of you were probably like “oh shit depression this is gonna be real” but, okay, really. the thing about depression is...

morning

nightmares crept under my bed, wake-eyed, keeping me nervous and jittery, all night long, all night long, children of the night (JIm Morrison's voice...

Children's nursery rhymes from a future past.

Upperty nimby sat on a wall, Upperty nimby could not really fall, Because all the queens horses, and all the Queens men, Kept Upperty nimby from...
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The PIA

Teaching English in the desert from a work-in-progress...

Political Correctness in America 4

In some senses, political correctness is not a liberal movement. It is also conservative. I don't know if conservatives have had any hand in shaping...

An Extended Dialogue: Me and my (Screwed up) Conscience

Had a chat to my conscience the other day... we seem to be on totally different wavelengths.

Slugs

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Damp Moss

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My Words to the German Folk Song - “Du, du liegst mir im Herzen” (You, you are in my heart)

1 st Verse: You, you, you live inside me; here, down deep in my heart; love, love; please don’t deny me. It hurts when we are apart. Oh love; my love...

Superfattycalorificextrahalitosis

The gooey, bad blood of big Bob Britain moves like meat loaf through a straw, sizey bits of arterial fur break away and head for the pig valves and...

Long hauled.

A trick of flight, the one where I am coccooned and fuselagenous hurled backward in time with bugger all sleep, the one that makes the last month a...

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