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Dakota Diary - 2 - The Train Journey

Bismarck, Dakota Territory, is 1500 miles as the crow flies from Bridgeport, Connecticut. But unfortunately, trains don’t follow the straight lines...

You Are Helping Them!

Dear God, Please watch over my sisters and brothers who are in there flesh. Please watch them as they are listening to there soul and not there...

Bring Our Visions To Life!

Dear God. On October 7, 2014, you gave us all a beautiful message today. This message was so powerful that it brought confirmation to some of us...

The Suicide Artist or The Life of Quentin Campbell as an Unsuccessful Snuff Film Part 3

I used to think I had issues. Then I realized that other people had issues and then I realized we all had issues and then I realized God had issues...
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Something Inside

She promised me faithfully she wouldn’t ever let it happen again

mourning sunshine

“Oh shit!!” I saw the clock through the accumulation of sleep in my eyes. I jumped up so fast, looking around for a familiar sight of any kind...

Shadow Guardians -Part Two- In the Shadows

Something menacing was lurking in the inky shadows, hanging on to every word between the girl and guardian. He hated the guardians, all of them! One...

Tell me

Get inside my head And tell me how I feel Tell me which thoughts are fake And tell me which ones are real Step into my mind And tell me what you see...

Destination: nowhere

Nothing but a ride

Low Tide

Low tide river reveals... a bit if beach, exposed where waters hemline laps on sandy skin. Mud flat rivulets from outwash drains splash surfaces to...

The Suicide Artist or The Life of Quentin Campbell as an Unsuccessful Snuff Film Part 2

People say I rut too much. Which is funny, because I tell them right back "You rut too little." This is why all of the sex scenes- a full two hour's...

Princess Back -To- Front

Once upon a time a young woman was cursed by an old wizard because she spurned his advances. “I curse you”, he said, “To say and do the opposite of...

Dakota Diary - 1

May 25th, 1883 “Our education has finished, and now our lives can begin,” I thought as my older sister Cora Sue and I marched with the rest of our...

The Suicide Artist or The Life of Quentin Campbell as an Unsuccessful Snuff Film Part 1

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Since I started making an eight hour snuff film about my own death, I always get the question "Is life really that bad?" I respond "No; in fact life...

Him

There's not a broken bone in sight No bruises, cuts, scars or burns No physical wounds to show But the pain's still there, he learns. There's no...

Introvert, Interpreter

I’m back in crisp, autumnal Bath. It’s two weeks since my postgraduate studies in Interpreting and Translating began. In complete contrast to my...
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Before Vegas

Before Vegas I remember when the air was so cold and still that our eyes ran with the smoke from that first pipe and we heard the geckos stir beneath...
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DAY

*** Until dark ***

Stolen Lottery Ticket

When a thief got close to my back pocket, he decided to pick it. He got my wallet and my thirty million dollar Lottery Ticket. When that lottery...

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