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A Long Road Home

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5200 words, April 13
From the Doctor's Office

1 / Tiles in doctor's office ceilings can break away to form black holes. I can feel my breath being sucked into them, the life is being sucked out of my lungs into the death of nothingness and s

300 words, 1 comment, December 9, 2007
Confessions

1 / I used to sit on the beach at night, staring at the stars and wishing that I could fall into the blackness of the ocean. It was infinit

200 words, November 26, 2007. In , First person, Personal
The Glowing Flowers

Beneath the moonight the flowers look alive and glowing, their petals luminescent in the dark. / "Why can't I be a flower?" she asked. "A f

700 words, 1 comment, June 23, 2007. In Fantasy, Love

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a touch of summer

i remember when summer
meant kool-aid popsicles dripping down

<100 words, 2 comments, June 27
these days are a lonely horizon

i was three when i first remember seeing you. i ran outside and put my hand against you, hoping to feel your tangled heartbeat.

<100 words, 1 comment, June 27
for aanika, with bruises on her palms

dear aanika,

<100 words, 2 comments, June 23

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Rendezvous at allpoetry
Your archway is paved
in glimmering gold,
Emollition at allpoetry
words spin like whistling-wind leaves
gliding on the fall breeze,
Hollow at allpoetry
i am a crack in the doorframe,
broken, fissured, a darkness

june 30, 10.49 p.m. -- call me shaken, stirred

do you ever have those nights where you have so much excess energy that your fingers shake and your eyes dart around like yes, you murdered someone here and -- is that the cops? 1 and you don't know whether to run around and scream or just watch your body warm up, wake itself out of a sleep that you didn't even k

June 30, 300 words. → Make first comment?
i feel as though i am part of an experiment on loneliness

1 and they're just trying to see how crazy they can make me before i set myself on fire. 2 do you ever have that feeling that you need to be writing and you have something to say but you sit down and think about it and there's just nothing at all? it's such an empty feeling... i don't know. i've never been

June 18, 300 words. → 8 comments, Add one?
may 10, 2.25 a.m. -- on emptiness.

i haven't written in a journal in about four, maybe five years, just about the time that my parents found one and sent me to the hospital on a suicide watch. ever since that day, there's been something about journaling that hurts -- like nothing you say is sacred, that anyone can read it, despite how it appears. i

May 10, 600 words. → 3 comments, Add one?

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Gary Alexander : An omitted "I am" on June 24, 2007

I should like to add:
You are...a careful, perceptive, reader.
Gary Alexander