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My Stories

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  • A Red-Haired Woman
    Sanosuke was no stranger to the Tokyo underworld. As Zanza, he'd been a frequent visitor, arranging fights, researching opponents and taking down with relative ease numerous th
    3000 words, July 7, 2004. In <200 lines, Romance
  • Because I'm a spy. [comedic monologue-type-thing]
    As far as you know, my name could be Cecilia, or Ashley, or Jennifer. That’s the way I like it, really. I like to remain anonymous--no, not anonymous, mysterious. You don’t kno
    500 words, 2 comments, April 22, 2004. In <200 lines, Humor
  • The Tarnished Locket
    "It's a gaudy little piece of antiquity," the mortician mused as his gloved hands fingered the charm that lay limply against the cold flesh of his current client. It was a bit
    1000 words, 2 comments, October 23, 2003. In <200 lines, Other
  • Project: Dream Genesis, Enigma - Chapter 1
    For what seems like an eternity, you stare at the ceiling of your small bedroom, trying to establish its reality in your mind so that the humdrum existence of wakefulness that
    1400 words, 4 comments, September 27, 2003. In <200 lines, Other

My Poetry

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  • The war's been over fifty years
    He counts himself by halves
    like thirty minutes, 500 millilitres
    <100 words, September 27, 2006. In 0, 18, 11
  • To Allen Ginsberg
    It wasn't yet 1997 when
    we passed each other in the supermarket
    <100 words, 6 comments, April 16, 2006. In 0, 21, 17
  • the mat
    that green mat once lay in our doorway
    where we stamped away snow and mud
    100 words, July 18, 2005. In 18, 9, 5

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