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Last Man Out - Extract 1
A redundant worker seeks revenge
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Masked men and fire-eaters
Venice in Carnival
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- 599 reads
Be Friend
Something before As is it is something we defined. A child who knows her value The parent that knows why. Look back upon and hold To be something we...
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- 973 reads
Retirement
RETIREMENT The job I remember well, Do this, do that? Really it was a living high Tec hell. If you could make the tea great, That was my worst pet...
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- 556 reads
Memento Mori
Ever seen flowers by the side of the road&;#063; Ever seen them before the accident&;#063;
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The prophet on a cigarette break
'This fear is bigger than all of that, it will make you burn inside,' he said. 'Its not a way to live, you cant go on.' 'Tell me something I dont know,' I spoke quietly because it was true. 'Its just something you have to do; it is your inevitable detination.' He spoke like a wizard. 'Doesn't it haunt you, everything you do, don't you feel all twisted up?' 'Yes, I do.' 'It does haunt you, I know. I have seen this happen before and the fear will turn into hatred as you fail to understand it's density.' He was calm like a profit but all I could say was 'I have felt all of this before. It can't be dissolved, just like that.' He sighed. 'Some great things were meant for some great people, but fate is resigned for those who cannot escape it, for reasons I can never explain.' I didn't understand what he meant. Then his break was over and he tied up his apron and walked tiredly back behind the till.
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July, under a raincloud
After June, the summers' heat was swallowed up by a raincloud. It rained for most of July. I sat under a blanket on a sunflower deckchair, staring...
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- 1049 reads
Golf - A Love Affair
A little dig at the addicted golfer and his passion for his sport
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Sunday muddy sunday
sunday morning warriors
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Grandmothers Stuffing
My favorite recipe...
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Quote
In the dictionary, "dickhead" is defined as "an inept, foolish, or contemptible person". My boss wears turtlenecks, always tan ones, that reach up to...
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- 761 reads
Dream-Journal Entry
I had this strange dream. I remember only distinct pieces. I was with my mom, and we were digging or something in the sand, and then I found this big...
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She's done it again-A short play
(Setting: A kitchen, preferably a bright yellow or green. No refrigerator, only a sink, two countertops, and some cabinets and drawers. There are 3...
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Leaving London
There were nights when I enjoyed watching her sleep.
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Oil on canvas(28.10.01)
Old Masters...New Tragedies
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His Drunken Angel
he hadn't shaved that day and lingered on the crop that spread across his face his trousers had the remains of spaghetti meatballs eaten in front of...
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- 1459 reads
Dizzy Head
Have you ever been like this&;#063; ha ha
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Passing the Secondhand
I'm thinking of leaving this cursed land with it promises of pop idols progress and good i am tired of its greyscale and worn intentions the broken...
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February 13th
On the eve of Valentine's Day my lover brought me two kilos of quince and pomegranates, and the freshest tulips, that whispered their promise of...
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