Pyrrhic

My Stories

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  • He said her voice was beautiful today.
    And the wind blew, and all the golden brown leaves, exactly the color of his corduroys, danced across the concrete building. The patte
    400 words, October 17, 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • You sit down at your computer with that intense feeling, like orange rinds in the back of your throat. It’s always after you’ve seen something innocuous, everyday, but with the
    500 words, 2 comments, August 25, 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • Love, Laugh, Live
    Key: ‘__’ denotes mindspeech
    1200 words, 5 comments, April 19, 2004. In <200 lines, Science fiction
  • Life was the hunt, the endless search for the smell of blood, permeating my nostrils, satiated with the kill. Life was the growl deep in my throat, so low I could hardly hear i
    300 words, 13 comments, April 14, 2004. In <200 lines, Other

My Poetry

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  • <100 words, 1 comment, January 21, 2005. In 0, 10
  • She held it between her hands, that greasy weight like the sloppy orange children’s toy it was, the kind six year olds throw at the walls to watch stick hairily
    <100 words, 1 comment, January 19, 2005. In 0, 22, 4
  • <100 words, January 12, 2005. In 0, 19, 8

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