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My Stories

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  • Naked Inspiration
    Water drips from the silver messenger above my head.
    "Well they're never gonna get me... like a bullet through a flock of doves."  I always told myself they'd never get
    300 words, 8 comments, May 17, 2005. In <200 lines, Other
  • Addicted Inheritance
    I noticed Cooper before I actually met him., smoking his Marlboro Reds just outside the glass window... just out of reach.  It's been two days since I stopped smoking and
    600 words, 6 comments, May 11, 2005. In <200 lines, Other
  • Theory
    I have to explain myself for anyone who reads this, and also for my own self-benefit.  The whole concept of self-injury is pretty fucked up in itself.  The whole idea
    300 words, 10 comments, April 6, 2005. In <200 lines, Other
  • Sent
    I was fifteen when I came home on a late April afternoon to find a big light-gray car under the blooming dogwood tree where our blue plymouth was usually parked.
    "What's psy
    300 words, 4 comments, February 16, 2005. In <200 lines, Other

My Poetry

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  • Last Looks
    It's raining.
    Do you take that as a sign?
    <100 words, 4 comments, January 2, 2006. In 0, 20
  • Hold my Hand
    Chorus:
    I've cried a dozen times
    <100 words, 6 comments, December 15, 2005. In 0, 0, 20
  • Tissue Paper
    It seems my heart
    always leads
    100 words, 3 comments, December 15, 2005. In 0, 20

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