Struggling

Could this be my swan song?

Blow Job Queen

She wore silver-golden rings, She drove the newest Ferrari, She was so incredibly scary That stuff from the labeled glam bliss Would still never help. Yet he paid for this.

And The Bomb Goes Off

Bombs, bombs and then more bombs. And then a silence so harsh it was as if cuts were being marked on your body.

Proud

The same nasty job and the same decorations, The desperate faces of helpless sweatpals, Bright shouting ads at half-dead metro stations, Then evenings with you in a dark empty cell.

Can't Let You Go

It was cicumstance. As we danced all night. Saw you smile and laugh. Mucking around with my favorite hat. It was a sight. That I will never forget. It was like a christmas family show.

ONE MORE WISH story

Scott and his dad drove through the woods on Folly Mountain road. He had been worried there wouldn't be enough snow for his first snowshoe hike.

SPECIAL MOMENTS story

If only Travis could fly around like that bird and soar above his home and school. And maybe have a different home, or a different life.
Cherry

Leather Frames and Memories

A story...please comment/advise, thanks! ;)

MY FACE story

I draw two eyes with my sharp pencil.

Preamble to The Lisbon European Union Constitutional Treaty.

I think the new proposed European Union Constitution needs to take some inspiration from the American Constitution, so here it is...

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