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They can’t stop smiling. It’s such a genuine smile: an honest grin for her, a smile so wide that it’s almost a smirk for him. They keep looking at each other, the woman giving a sidelong look, the man turning his head and s
by Delfishie
500 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 19 1:58 AM
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When I was little, Mother wouldn’t let me into the basement, mostly because the screams gave me nightmares. ...Well, the screams and the whites of the men’s eyes as their veins bled, slowly, into the upturned pots and rubber
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Princess Rainbow Fluffins Honeybutter laid her broadsword down by the telephone and sighed, prepared to call it a night. Her neck was blee
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A mash-up of "Little Women" by Louisa May Alcott and classical vampire horror.
by Delfishie
800 words, 9 comments,
on Oct 7 6:01 AM
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"Oh, god, it was still alive!"
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Maddened by the death of his Father at the hands of the savages, Tom Quick never abated his hostility to them until the day of his death, a
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Slime rolled from my tongue as I breathed in the fragrance of the sewer walls. The stones were smooth, built in a time when men had to wre
by Delfishie
1400 words, 13 comments,
on Jun 22 11:21 PM
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Want to go to grad school? This is an assignment I had do my first semester for a Creative Writing masters degree.
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At a time of need and fearsome longing I call to you. Do you listen?
by Delfishie
400 words, 3 comments,
on Feb 19 5:44 PM
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Go ahead and drop your pants / you know we will enjoy it / Thrust your hips – a sexy stance - / and all the girls employ it / Don't forget
by Delfishie
100 words, 15 comments,
on Mar 12 3:57 AM 2008
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by Delfishie
<100 words, 8 comments,
on Mar 5 5:48 PM 2008. In , Joke
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Sarah gave me nothing but a headache and a scratch. / Rita offered kindness, often spilling from her crotch. / Dana sold me secrets on our dark and dismal march. / Eva stole me trinkets from the treasures of a witch.
by Delfishie
300 words, 25 comments,
on Mar 5 2:53 AM 2008
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He fell from the moon to my cold doorway delighting in the pleasure of the fall.
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Submit hard-won salary1 / to a grinning thug,2 / gun in hand.3 / Last glint of gold 4 / is sold
by Delfishie
<100 words, 5 comments,
on Jan 12 3:43 AM 2008. In , Poem
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She forages words1 / like others gather harvests;2 / one word at a time.3 / She hears it spoken4 / and, q
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by Delfishie
<100 words, 19 comments,
on Dec 19 2:39 AM 2007. In
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His face contains secrets. / There the world is hidden. / Beneath his eyes lie the answers to desperate prayers. / Behind his lips lay the
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So maybe not.1 / So maybe there’s not a tree in the way of my path / and whoever felled it hasn’t screwed up again. / So maybe the leaves are not cutting me down / like an ego a fa
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I will mourn your every word that you have never uttered.
I will cry for every time you never made a friend.
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A figment of your imagination wants to talk to you.
by Delfishie
1000 words, 7 comments,
on Nov 4 2:23 AM 2007
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Driving on this road is a gambler's hand,1 / concealing two pairs of aces and eights.2 / At any moment, the five other players3 / might
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“Annie, Dahling! You’ll never get Goddess of the Year if you come around looking like that!” 1 / Annie cringed and turned around, hoping that she had somehow misplaced the voice and that the spe
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Jesus Christ needed to be removed.
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A man shouts, "look out!" / and then / explodes in tiny blossom / -ing / red buds of instant death.1 / The bullets pass above my head / and into chest / and heart / and lungs.
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Summon demons from the Dark! / The witches gather! / Spirits summoned, / Gods invoked / and Satan called!2 / The time is come for Magic Spe
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His form was that of a mutilated hyena, saggy skin hanging off in strips over a glistening red stomach of muscles and pulsations. His tiny
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