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My Stories

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  • The Hiding Place
    We would all like to believe we have some sort of place in the world, that when we die we will have left some sort of mark on humankind; that we have not lived for naught. Denial is the first step towards recovery, they say,
    500 words, October 7, 2007. In Fiction, Life
  • Nobody
    They call her the Fan Girl because they have never seen her face. They have never heard her speak, nor have they ever heard anyone address her by anything other than "you", or "girl". They assume she has
    400 words, October 7, 2007. In Fantasy, Fiction, Society
  • Retrograde
    There is no such thing as a perfect romance, nor a perfect tragedy. In my life, I have found I have come close to both, but perfection is
    500 words, 1 comment, October 7, 2007. In , Inspirational, Love
  • Murphy 1
    "Let's see. Christoph Lowe, dead. Amelia Eriksen, dead. Paris Hilton..." Here a most undignified snort was heard. "Ha, I wish. Ah, here we are. Michael Midgett. &nbs
    2100 words, 1 comment, October 7, 2007. In Fiction, Humor

My Poetry

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  • Winter
    Our russet days have vanished with the snow,
    Against the feeble wills of mortal men,
    <100 words, 8 comments, December 4, 2007. In Life
  • Northbound?
    Dear Santa:
    It's getting close to Christmas,
    <100 words, 11 comments, December 4, 2007. In Humor
  • The Night Before Christmas
    'Twas the night before Christmas, and up at the Pole, The reindeer ran wild and out of control,
    <100 words, 2 comments, December 4, 2007. In Humor

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