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A Man Deprived of Trust He traced the motions of my hand, knowing well I could slit his throat...
Poetry: Love, T, English, Poetry & Romance, words: 95, 3/26/2013
1 Fake Italian Furniture "But blood killed, too. Blood divided, as easily as it united. It was both a cement and an acid..."
Fiction: Romance, T, English, Romance & Drama, words: 802, 1/31/2013
Paradise Lost in the paradise lost of neon spirits and halogen marriage, of toilet stall passion and break-dancing faggot puppets of fashion
Poetry: Love, T, English, Poetry, words: 92, favs: 1, 7/6/2012
3 Tierra templada Leave it to the good people of this age to freeze fire for better best-before and sell it by the cubic meter.
Poetry: General, T, English, Poetry, words: 118, favs: 1, 8/14/2011
1 Our Living Will We paid no debts nor honors to the errors we outlast. We kissed them once, let it suffice, we shall not incest with the dust.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry, words: 144, 1/30/2011
1 The Rooted and the Dendrophobic At my feet lies a saw saber-toothed, abandoned by a dendrophobic dwarf.
Poetry: Life, T, English, words: 135, 1/15/2011
5 365 Late New Year evaluation. Not for the faint of heart...
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry, words: 99, favs: 1, 1/8/2011
3 Dream Compulsion Every man sooner or later meets his personal compulsion, a drug as sweet as it is fatal. This is his second birth. His true birth. Paul Firth met his compulsion at the tragic age of 16.
Fiction: General, T, English, Drama & Sci-Fi, words: 2k+, 1/8/2011
1 The Sweetest of Delights When I was little enough to take sweetness for granted, my father made me sip whiskey from his hereditary tumbler. It was the most bitter thing I knew, and I hated him for that.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry, words: 215, 1/6/2011
2 Life Affair He knew life very bleakly. It might be said they met in passing.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry, words: 56, favs: 1, 12/28/2010
3 Crustacean Selaphobic I grew a beard of moss. Tried to cut it out, surgically, like a cancer, but it kept recurring with maternal fidelity.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry, words: 286, 12/4/2010
4 Preconception She tried to smother but police withheld that mercy...
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry, words: 51, 11/18/2010
3 A Sad Thing ...
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry, words: 96, favs: 1, 11/10/2010
3 The River Boa We lived by the River Boa, named so after its admirable count of drownings. It wasn't always Boa. When I was a kid, we called it the Holy River, on account of the purity of its waters.
Fiction: General, T, English, Drama & Suspense, words: 1k+, favs: 1, updated: 9/15/2010 published: 9/13/2010
1 We Are What We Eat Lord, I was hungry! But this fasting was good and exciting—a foreplay to spice up the climax. And we were horny beyond belief.
Fiction: Horror, T, English, Drama, words: 5k+, favs: 1, 9/5/2010
2 Caviar and Champagne Intravascular Living in the saloons of King Sun, sipping champagne, savoring the light-speed minute, we don't care or know we're all animals cunningly bred into slaughter.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry & Spiritual, words: 197, favs: 1, 8/30/2010
3 Diamond in the Rough I've always thought myself a diamond in the rough. You can see it in the shying sculpture of my face, its pumice skin like scorpion carapace.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry, words: 241, favs: 1, 8/23/2010
3 After Many a Summer Flies the Swan He'd been coming to feed the swan since age of fifteen when he had a fight with his mother, ran away and discovered a secluded lake close by the orchards. It was just a gray cygnet then, still learning to fly.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Drama, words: 5k+, favs: 1, 8/19/2010
2 The Song of Himself I bang against the walls of Eden, but the soap opera God I have conceived has made me sterile beyond escape.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Poetry & Spiritual, words: 197, favs: 1, 8/12/2010
1 The Rape of the Woodcutter We are rape victims everyday, molested so much it doesn't hurt anymore. The victim stands still, befriending futility and the metal teeth sink like phalli in butter.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Drama & Hurt/Comfort, words: 580, favs: 1, 7/21/2010
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