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StoryMedusa Poem seannelson14 years 9 months ago
StoryIn IKEA, he dreams about the woman he loves stevepoet114 years 9 months ago
StoryMonster of the Blues seannelson04 years 9 months ago
StoryInterplanetary Blues seannelson04 years 9 months ago
StoryDance of the Monsters seannelson14 years 9 months ago
StorySoul Scream seannelson04 years 9 months ago
StoryAmerican Monster seannelson04 years 10 months ago
Storythe Art Beast seannelson04 years 10 months ago
StoryPolicy Prescription for the U.S.A. (Concise) seannelson14 years 10 months ago
Storythe Angel Anarchica seannelson04 years 11 months ago
StoryMad in America seannelson04 years 11 months ago
StoryRead all about It! : America is Human seannelson04 years 11 months ago
StoryBlues. Blues. Get your Blues seannelson04 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Broken Men seannelson05 years 2 months ago
StoryAmerican nightmare seannelson15 years 4 months ago
StoryPolicy Prescription seannelson05 years 7 months ago
StoryAmerican Scream seannelson07 years 1 month ago
StoryOn Dehumanization seannelson07 years 1 month ago
StoryWe the American Poor seannelson07 years 3 months ago
StoryUpon the North Korean Conundrum seannelson07 years 4 months ago
StoryOde to Divinity's Creation seannelson07 years 6 months ago
StoryAn Encounter with General Kelly seannelson07 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Political Season seannelson07 years 6 months ago
StoryA Liberal Declaration of Independence seannelson07 years 6 months ago
StoryWe the Mentally Ill seannelson47 years 6 months ago

My stories

Winter Haiku Set

Ice grips the roses as wind singes human skin like frozen hell fire Traffic is quite brisk: cars zooming from stop to stop; River Styx ferries

under the Modern Moon

All things are possible under the Modern Moon, where the chains of the old world are broken and cast away... so that we begin anew like a feral,...

I prophesy Amoebas

I prophesy Amoebas: mutating, sluggish Zombieish in the living dead university laboratory by the slide projector, the Homo Erectus skull, and a...
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Cherry

In the Forest of Ardenne

In the Forest of Ardenne we are a multitude who hide from different kings and things for differing reasons. Some have found God and take holy penance...
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Cherry

the Angel Anarchica or 'The Soul of the City'

The Soul of the City is a much sought after but mercurial, elusive being; No one knows where or if the cosmopolitan phantom will make an appearance...

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