Cherrypicked stories

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Metaphors and Similes

Johnny's vision through narcotic headlamp eyes see; a dole queue like a urine stream with drained bodies like wrung swimsuits, therapist's comfort...
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S(h)OCKS

How a simple clothing item can change your life.
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Nowhere Near

Night's door opens you. I watch. Disembodied by distance a want haunts me: how you touch me and never touch me. In the past, this was enough. Now it...
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Midnight Mystery

a ghost story...
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Poet At 12 O'Clock

You say you're "always falling over with little glimpses of what it might be like to stand up." I think it's more to do with your being on the brink...
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FUNERAL OF YOUTH

Unwanted Memories of Aga's grave
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Holding on by a hand

Actually, who do I know but the person weeding deep in the woods pawing at melancholy dirt old dry dirt dirt in search of a pagan wiccan explosion of...
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Alternative Lifestyles

pallid, meek used to myself in supposition my feet are bare and make the greatest sense hobnobbing with tundra; the little flows in my wintered shelf...
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My old friend Winter

Good bye summer
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Madam Vanerre's Shuffle

a story about a generation gap
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God Is Like Paul Daniels

God Is Like Paul Daniels (Now there's a horrible thought) By Mark Cantrell Get out of my light, God, You're spoiling my view. Go sit in the corner,...
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Xerx's Bombshell

Like correcting a spelling error in Microsoft Word with a lightning fast click or removing money from one's own debit account, lies are really fast...
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Wee Sammy

Wee Sammy Preparation for work was religiously thorough. It involved the consumption of one bottle of Buckie, two cans of Breaker Malt Liquor and a...
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Dog Food

The author would like to stress that no animals were harmed during the writing of this story
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Night Shift

Bitterness Of Working Through The Night
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The Morning After

Another day another date
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Slinky

Chemistry of love
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Understanding

When all those around you are losing their heads
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CHildhoOD CHaptER

A Sanctuary of Human River
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Pause!

The emptiness hammers another nail into my chest. My fingers dance of their own volition, weaving intricate patterns in the empty space between the...

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