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don't interrupt me when i'm talking » [a collection] it's really all nothings, all whispers, all transient. that's why i must keep it close, knit up. here are my emotions, confined haphazardly into words.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Romance, chapters: 4, words: 142, 1/21/2007
2 little cassandra you should see and not speak, be seen and not heard
Poetry: General, K+, English, words: 88, favs: 2, 1/20/2007
Amoral In a society polarized between rich and poor, healthy and unhealthy, a willful, epileptic child is confined to an institution. When nuclear war decimates her society, she struggles to gain influence and power in the power void.
Fiction: Sci-Fi, T, English, Suspense, words: 2k+, 1/17/2006
2Capturing Apollo His faintly veined hand brushed the curtains away with the tender touch of delicacy, so he could look out on the cobblestone roads and the murmuring tourists meandering them. [Exploration of the relationship between a muse and a photographer.]
Fiction: General, K+, English, Drama, words: 1k+, favs: 2, 12/20/2005
2Suburbia Blue » Bittersweet years-a collection of anecdotes, on love, life, and maturity. [Leaving home, and the lives of youths]
Fiction: Young Adult, T, English, Drama, chapters: 2, words: 2k+, favs: 1, updated: 12/19/2005 published: 10/8/2005
2The Pain of Composition clumsy, unsatisfied, indecisive - this is a writer at her worst...
Fiction: Essay, K, English, words: 461, 12/9/2005
1Strung Words » poetry collection: 5) whitely drifts her hair/(floating in the flood)/...how many times would she try, try again?/...for once, this day,/there's no one to save her/no net under the trapeze
Poetry: General, T, English, chapters: 6, words: 775, updated: 12/6/2005 published: 11/18/2005
1Ghost But we don't talk about it over untouched brandy and pretzels, and we won't talk about it. It's not his style, and everything that's not his style is also not mine. [AIDS, incest, and Freud]
Fiction: General, M, English, Drama, words: 2k+, 11/27/2005
4Wounded Pride We are over. It's my fault. He was my first, and now he doesn't care. I understand. But her... he can't like her. Tell me he doesn't like her.
Fiction: Essay, K, English, Drama & Angst, words: 865, 11/2/2005
1Graveyard of Tears At the end of a relationship, there must be some closure... as I close my heart so you will not hurt me again...
Poetry: Love, K+, English, Angst, words: 98, 10/14/2005
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