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A Bed Unmade (for Ruth)
A bed unmade as if robbed of order. We stand in the hallway jacketed and keyed itching to scratch once more. Out in the street we take hands and...
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- 1750 reads
The Teenage Drama Queen and I
This is the story of a teenage boy who is living the worst day of his life; failed a test, forgot his possesions in the subways of Manhattan, had a fight with his girlfiend. New York City was rainy again, and things were about to get worse.
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- 347 reads
Home
White sheets, cool, smell of Innsbruck. Pale duvet floats frozen. Hospital corners. Don't touch the spasms spitfired in hell, nor the stains rusting...
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- 763 reads
Shooting Nudes
or: Stripped & Shot; Ass & Aperture; Legs & Lenses; Cans & Cameras; Flesh & Flashes; Tits & Tripods; Boobs & Boots; Derriere & Development (a recollection of making the Creative Writing Society Literary Icon Naked Calendar)
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- 1332 reads
Maya
"The earth was barren with no form of life; It was under a roaring ocean covered with darkness. But the Spirit of God was moving over the water ? "...
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- 1426 reads
Slipping
just experimenting with rhyme, not finished yet
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- 589 reads
Thoughts
it's never really scared me, just made me think. how horrid the world is, so further i sink. i dont't cry anymore, my hearts dead within. to bring...
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- 592 reads
The bit before the end of the middle
The five of us built the boat ourselves We sawed up banana trees shipped in from Trinidad while sipping red wine on the kerb outside the workshop.
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- 1266 reads
Mapping The Heart
I find you in the library scribbling on rough paper your sad, sad map of the world. I snatch your pen draw a heart on your shirt. You recoil a loaded...
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- 1433 reads
L - LIVING THE AMERICAN DREAM
I wrote this after George W Bush was declared President for the second time. After that, I was so angry and depressed that I was unable to write for a long time.
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- 830 reads
Kiss wrap
I go back with words into the ice; or a house of crystal (stop time, I'm waiting for my bus to come). A white cat with violet eyes speaks like...
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- 794 reads
Hannah and Her Sisters
Woody Allen's best movie...
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- 639 reads
York, 3AM
She has opened the dust door in my dreams, and now it will not close again (even though she will try) and I will keep on dreaming.
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- 902 reads
Breakfast
At breakfast we are silent, and the sun shouts through the panes at each window. Each pass of milk, or spoon, is met without eyes. It could be said...
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- 926 reads