Macabre Miss

My Stories

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  • Wednesdays
    I've always hated Wednesdays. They're not close enough to the beginning of the week to be angry about, and they aren't close enough to the
    700 words, 11 comments, October 12. In Autobiographical, Dark, Rough cut
  • Pellet Guns are NOT Sexy
    100 words, 3 comments, March 23, 2007. In , Adult, Humor
  • The Void
    Emptiness.1
    Her heart feels empty. The room seems empty. For all she knows, the universe is devoid of everything but her and the room she
    300 words, 3 comments, August 20, 2006. In Depression, Romance, Unedited
  • Condiments Incorporated
    The sun rose defiantly on the morning that refused to come, casting thin beams of light on the wet concrete.  A weathered leather dress shoe clung to an early morning shad
    1000 words, 11 comments, April 29, 2005. In <200 lines, Other

My Poetry

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  • Tempest Surge
    There she was, / lying in a bed far from home and, / more importantly, / far from him. /
    <100 words, 5 comments, April 27, 2007. In Emotion
  • I am Disturbing
    I am disturbing on paper
    because I can write of things I've never seen.
    <100 words, 5 comments, April 27, 2007. In Other
  • A Moment in Repose
    He had traveled a thousand miles
    in search of something.
    <100 words, 1 comment, March 27, 2007

My other items

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  • Tempest Surge at allpoetry
    There she was, / lying in a bed far from home and, / more importantly, / far from him. / / Her heart had been ripped apart / and sewn back together / and drop-kicked / into the thorny bushes that grew by the
  • I am Disturbing at allpoetry
    I am disturbing on paper / because I can write of things I've never seen. / They come to me / expecting a story of love / and life / and heartbreak, / and they can not believe / the tale of war and Hell / that
  • A Moment in Repose at allpoetry
    He had traveled a thousand miles
    in search of something.

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