- Member since March 25, 2006.
- I am a woman (United States)


































- I am in the groups Romantica, Storywriter Inc, The Literary Oscars, Writing 101
- I have 289 comments, 4 contests, 314 poems, 38 stories, 1 philosophy, 4 journals
My Stories
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Anxiously, I fumble through my purse for a lighter. These Turkish Camel menthol cigarettes are amazing. Amazing enough to make me cough! Ga600 words, February 1
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I try my hardest not to feed. When I don't--I notice that no one sees me. It's hard being alone in this huge ominous world. I try not to let it get to me. Blood feeds me. Blood is the life-force of humans, it brings immortali1700 words, 1 comment, January 29
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I try my hardest not to feed. When I don't--I notice that no one sees me. It's hard being alone in this huge ominous world. I try not to let it get to me. Blood feeds me. Blood is the life-force of humans, it brings immortali1700 words, January 5
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600 words, 2 comments, January 2
My Poetry
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I leaned over, my head was pressed against space
Space, a galaxy of sound and color100 words, February 4 -
My, you contribute well to my taste! You can it so well.
I like the way your lips mouth without you speaking.<100 words, 1 comment, January 29 -
I can still feel you kissing me
when I was coming down off the sky<100 words, January 26
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She had not been about the formalities of civilization. No, as they had seemed almost like the forlorn passages in a strange fairytale. She was avoided, and while they avoided her much as if she were a postcard to some voyager at sea, she avoided the - Column: Ashes to Ashes at allpoetry
A new book coming out by me.
My journal entries
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Another odd psychedelic dream that hardly made sense. I remember I was walking to a house, and inside the house was a woman who made wax candles, she was holding a meeting for people who had sold their souls to get the candles. Then I would walk away from the house, and I couldn't transmit my energy? mind? to people.December 23, 2009, 300 words. → Make first comment?
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I can't write on here. The atmosphere is stifling. Everyone wants the perfect poem. To me poetry is not perfect and I never want it to be that way. They can rise to fame, I need no honor nor glory and if the world ignores me completely...it won't matter because I don't stoop to the grandeur delusions of life's poeticNovember 19, 2009, 400 words. → 7 comments, Add one?
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Andy Stephenson : Howdy! on January 2Thanks for checking out some of my stuff. I appreciate it
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terrex : hey creeped out girl on January 2thanks for the add the names terrex by the way
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Queen Mab on November 11, 2009Oh, I love your name. It's the name of one of the characters that live in my head. I just thought to drop by and say hello, "Hello!"
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Gagiikwe on October 22, 2009Oleander,
Thank you for adding me to your favorite's list. How did you stumble across my site?
Regards,
JG
