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Storyminds. maggyvaneijk514 years 8 months ago
StoryMy Mother Netty Allen914 years 8 months ago
StoryMy get-away andrew-evans714 years 8 months ago
StoryWe Have the Same Eyes sappho1214 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Idle Pen JoseHdz1014 years 8 months ago
StoryDon't play the Victim. GabbyEmm214 years 8 months ago
StoryIn A Cafe, After The Orangerie Steve Button814 years 8 months ago
StoryCote d'Azur Silver Spun Sand3014 years 8 months ago
StoryGo and Shout it from a Mountain Tessa_Hart814 years 8 months ago
StoryWe Want It Now hadley114 years 8 months ago
StoryI Think of Her Tears JoseHdz414 years 8 months ago
StoryPlaint of the Supermarket Cashier Luly Whisper114 years 10 months ago
StoryEyes LKilby314 years 10 months ago
StoryA Room in Brooklyn Anna Marie314 years 10 months ago
Storyseasons Twelvestopsandhome114 years 10 months ago
StoryHaiku-The Soul Keiko Shizuru114 years 10 months ago

My stories

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Whiskey Filled Sunsets

I used to give a fuck about you, Darling: The way you always sat there In that cozy cafe And listened To my circular analysis Of the anti-aesthetics In modern poetics.
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Three Killed in South Central L.A.

The only thing that depresses Me more than general existential theory, Or as Sartre has described it, The Nausea Of the conscious, modern mind, Is specific, physical tragedy: The all-too-
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A Tree Without Leaves

My city is the next century of defeat: Consumption consuming its very catalyst: The need-- desire: My city is a tree without leaves.
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I Think of Her Tears

For strength, I think of her tears As they drip into a Sink full of dirty dishes
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Explosion in a Sewer

Or with the cracks on the concrete where Rosita's blood s p i l l e d E x p l o d i n g Into a sewer.

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