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Pollenless

I cannot slow the steady rate which dissolves in names; for the Temptress moves akin the wind.

Rude Awakening

C’mon people, this is serious wake up! realize that this countries freedom is fragile the economy is crumbling…. By the year 2017, America will be in shambles

Largitia De Valor

what is the purpose of an afterlife? A reward for living morally? A promise to receive charity? I seek to ameliorate all wrong doing! Is eternity necessary for such a virtuous feat?

Moments define us

" 1. A brief, indefinite interval of time. 2. A specific point in time, especially the present time.

Alone

For those who have lost...

Evil Empire

A short story from the man who brought you "a Capital way"
Cherry

I know...

you know it's going to happen, still...
Cherry

The Red Dress Left Behind

I am sad, mama, I am sad all the time. In my dreams, I put on my red dress and sway my way through the shallow waters.

THE WHALE

A whale swims through a surging sea, His soul's unfettered, his spirits's free. There are no foes for him to face None that is save the human race. A whaler ploughs the plunging main,

THE CASTLE

The castle stands upon its hill Draped it seems in a cloak of ill, What evil lurks within its walls? What horror stalks its darkened halls? Who knows what terror there awaits

Transit- Chapter 5

It was fifteen minutes past 6 by the time Ayaan jumped up. He had overslept and Trisha would be home any minute from the spa. He had to leave before she could ask him questions.

Transit- Chapter 4

Ayaan entered the apartment. It was almost 3 in the afternoon and he was exhausted. Making his way to the bed, he threw his shirt and jeans on the floor.

Transit- Chapter 3

Ayaan pulled up to the corner of the restaurant, turning into the parking lot. He drove around a few times looking for a space that was easily accessible since he wasn't going to be long.

The Mote in Gordon's Eye.

Pot calling Kettle, come in, over.

Cowboys and Dinosaurs - Chapter 21

21. The Albanian Steamroller "Lucian", blabbered one of the ordure-creatures that served the horrible man-mountain that now stood holding a gun to Gary's head. "What is that?"

The Onion and The Egg

An onion and egg decide to travel to places where they speak unknown languages on oceans made out of ink and sugar.

Cowboys and Dinosaurs - Chapter 20

20. Punishment Battalion Sunday morning, eleven fifteen a.m.

Cowboys and Dinosaurs - Chapter 19

19. Let's Play Buzkashi Sunday morning, eleven a.m.

Suggestions for an American Renaissance

Today, I'd like to outline some of my less controversial ideas on how the U.S. can be spurred out of recession and made, for years to come, a stronger and more prosperous economy.

Twenty Seven

Now I’m rebuilding buildings lost in our fights and fires, remembering how my hands spread out like maps on your back

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