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winter night
Take the future by the hand before it grabs you by the throat. You can't fight the clock, every effort against a second is a wasted one. Even if you live 10 years longer that time is empty and hollow because you fought in vain only to achieve an(more)
death
not my turn
Its not my turn to care about you
You trapped in the cage
You lusting for freedom
Like Rilke's panther
Blinded by the bars
You with the blue eyes (more)
dog in a...
on top
The wind blows
it bends the grass like peasants in the field
I turn my face
valleys carved in the mountains of my gooseflesh
A golden leaf
bounds down the path to meet an old friend (more)
vanishing act
"I need you to help me locate a missing person."  Bill Crimsley, a balding man in a cheap suit slapped a photo down on the desk of Walter P. Trotter, Private Investigator.  After several tense moments of silence Walter P. asked,
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horror movie
Name your own price Fish and Chips day was just about the stupidest idea I ever heard.  

past tense
There are so many good things in this world that we never see.  Life has become a long snapper in the NFL, it's existence is only aknowledged when things go terribly wrong.  We constantly think about the things we need, the things we want, rather than what we have that we'd(more)
merry-go-round
It was late.  My paper was due the next morning and I was staring at a blank screen.  I was half asleep and half drunk.  

It was dark in my small bedroom.  The silence was heavy.  

Just then my computer began to whir softly.  I let out a long bre(more)
art
Art is that tiny grain of a soul we all have left somehwere that spits in the eye of scientists.  Art is knowing there are two sides to every story and toeing the fine line between them.  Art is saying it all without saying anything.    
you're now a
When I was 10 my mother asked me if I could open a jar for her.  I was nervous, I had never questioned her superior strength before but here she was, bested by a jar of pickles.  I gently rapped the rim against the edge of the marble counter top.  I twisted(more)
grace
My grandmother was named Grace.  But we all knew her as Mum Mum.  It never occured to me that she was my grandma, I had (and still do have) one of those too.  Something about the sagging cheeks, the paper skin, the ponderous humming, the way she governed our family with benevolence(more)
Grandmot...
put your feet up
Last night, I had the American Dream, and I woke up this morning to chase it.  There was no happiness, no friendship, no good times or personal goals to greet me.  Just the emptiness of my own mind and the subconscious urge to drive forward, endlessly wanting more and more and(more)
better than yours
All he had to say was

"Listen, go for a 3 mile run, call me when you get back."

And what do you know, it worked.  My Dad's advice has always been better than yours. (more)
sleep together
This has happened before.  I wake up- in a strange place with a blinding headache and no clothes on.  Shit.  

Flash back to the night before; Scooters was packed.  The shoebox of a bar was the image of pandemonium.  

Cut back to me waking up; I discover a (more)
skunky smell
I caught myself wishing I had a girlfriend today.  

You ever see a girl and swear you know her, met her, somewhere, one time, maybe... only to realize the reason that angel face looks so familiar is because those beautiful golden curls have been dancing on the back(more)
cup of pens
Pen: Ink wrapped in plastic - $1

Cartridge: Ink wrapped in plastic - $25