Fictional-Being

My Stories

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  • A Girl Who Has My Hands
    I look into the eyes of a picture, it's alive, of a girl who has my hands, reaching for a red tricycle. I look into the eyes of a girl who returns my stare, Who Are You? Why, I
    200 words, April 18, 2005. In <200 lines, Depression, Fiction, Other
  • iloveyoutooson
    The juice sprang from his hands and spilled, drenching the precious carpet with orange.He didn't mean to! The mother was a traditional type, you do a bad thing, you have a bad
    500 words, April 18, 2005. In <200 lines, Crime, Other
  • Devils Playground
    We smiled, as we jumped. Played, and forgot about everything, about nothing. I knew it was something. The beautiful grass never stopped growing down there in th
    300 words, December 3, 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • Blink
    Heaven was found today, beneath a burned out light bulb. A girl and a knife united, for the first time, when you blinked. A tear, a swipe, a drop of blood, and outside the door
    500 words, 2 comments, November 6, 2004. In <200 lines, Depression, Other

My Poetry

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My other items

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  • dreamcatcher at allpoetry
    dreamcatcher, return my things to me;
  • hummingbird heart at allpoetry
    overthink; distinct direction (misguide) time given
  • uncivilized at allpoetry
    freedom is a loose word- loose like the whores

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