Writings

Better Half

2008-07-18T04:29:54Z

Call me a bit off, weird or quirky, but I love filling a glass with ice, ginger ale or a citrus drink and placing a fruit popsicle (Edy's Fruit Bar) upside inside. Somehow when I have this concoction going my body instantly chills and I relax. ...

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木漏れ日の眩しさ

2008-07-03T02:17:37Z

あの日の君の強さと

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A Curtain of Lies (a poem)

2008-07-03T04:27:29Z

All you see is my smile the laughter in my words my eyes sparkle and crinkle lines of laughter around my mouth they tell the story of many joys looking at me, you may not see the pain hidden deep inside behind the eyes too knowing within the laug...

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terrible?

2008-05-13T00:19:10Z

Songbird Sounds His girl is a sooty hearth; Igniting her jaw, he wishes her well. Her teeth less restrained than the soil that chokes him, She'll move to sedate him until rage screams, far pent. But she'll claim a mountain for him, Turning finge...

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this guy is good.

2008-05-22T02:22:47Z

Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note By Amiri Baraka Lately, I've become accustomed to the way The ground opens up and envelopes me Each time I go out to walk the dog. Or the broad edged silly music the wind Makes when I run for a bus... ...

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kurt vonnegut

2008-05-30T01:08:09Z

Eight rules for writing fiction: Use the time of a total stranger in such a way that he or she will not feel the time was wasted. Give the reader at least one character he or she can root for. Every character should want something, even if it is...

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Just sing to me

2008-07-01T22:38:08Z

I've been trying to sleep, and all i hear are voices saying disappear, but its just too bad i'm stuck-- stuck again. Running from everything i ever loved, i've tried to love again. forever gone, seperated, everything i go through is news to you. i...

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Like a virgin...

2008-06-26T17:53:59Z

I was eight years old when I learned about the "birds and bees." It was a sunny afternoon, I had just dropped my backpack down at the front door and went straight to the kitchen for a snack. My mom was in there getting some stuff ready for dinne...

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A new poem of mine

2008-06-22T17:43:43Z

As the rooster crowed three times Peter denied Christ And I sat reading Plath Well roosters my friend they don't crow at night Moths drawn to burning candles Like people drawn to bad habits Trees silhouetted against the sky to remind us it...

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This Is Just A Side Note

2008-06-21T22:44:12Z

how odd is it, to be the winner not the loser, or the sinner, the one who holds you and understands the one who gets to hold your hand. how strange a feeling, is this love? like a slap, a hit, or a shove, like something tripped me and made me fall...

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