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Drop the Bombs

Here's the rules: flow is flow. No middle ground. This is war. Fuck it. Bucket. I may be going to hell in a bucket, baby, but at least I'm enjoying...

Sign of the Times

Speculative Fiction

Her Special Place For Innocense

A dowtown guy falls for the uptown girl in this romantic comedy.

Five Months In Hell

The behind the scenes story of what really went on after the Iranians took the Americans hostage.

Keel

I sit on the edge beyond the rain, listening to future kisses [fall instead] kiss me, kiss me, I am burning and the soles of my feet are covered in...

The Hot Summer Sun

Poetry about a tea-rooms

Sleep

Sleep. I breathe slowly, Watching the walls around me condense. Slowly I wake, I listen to the walls peeling dry from the night. Softly the dreams...

If you was there

when the love isn't there

Twisting Text

By Salim Meghani

Unhappy

Dear diary Sunday 1st August.

Geranium

poem

Flame

not love

Q journal entry 7/31/04

This is the letter I just sent to Ashland, OR Chief of Police Michael Bianca: "My name is Sean Nelson. Like you, I believe that the police should be...

Perfect Place

Perfect Place I wish I could catch the perfect moment, That perfect way that you hold yourself. Yeah I wish I could stay in that perfect place,...

Citizen Steak

This is dedicated to King George II.

Was I Dating An Alien?

After a brain scan test reveals that he's having a sexual thought every forty seconds, a sailor wonders just wait kind of woman he spent the last two weeks with.

Lawrence Land

Visiting the East Midlands

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