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Sweets-hopping
corporate branded nightmare cliché ( Read more... ) -
Do Not Tell (I) (II) (III)
Do not ask her if she wants flowers ( Read more... ) -
Down The Haunted Road
It is July 5th, nighttime. I am walking down Cuba Road in Long Grove, Illinois, the large canopy of elm leaves enveloping me, blocking out the brilliant night sky -- the moon is full and what threadbare light pierces the trees illuminates my path. They say there are ghosts on this road, and I do not believe them, because I live here and I have ( Read more... ) -
It's Amazing What You Find
(This was originally posted on MySpace on March 10th, 2007 -- that's why I'm keeping this public, it's already out there elsewhere.)Lost shadows ( Read more... ) -
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I wrote two poems tonight, on paper. I'll upload them tomorrow when I'm less tired. -
Run! They Are Zombie Birds! They Are Hungry!
Oh God, Oh God ( Read more... ) -
Fantasy & Notice re: privacy, drafts
There are dreams where I am ( Read more... ) -
Freefall
I am twenty three stories up ( Read more... ) -
The Day We Die
From hereI thought I would have been prepared for this; gotten canned food, weaponry, had escape routes and shortcuts all written out and memorized. It's a strange thing to think there's always more time to prepare for The End. And that's what it was, in fullcaps even -- THE END, FADE TO BLACK, ROLL CREDITS. Humanity had been given just enough time ( Read more... )