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Random First Lines:A short intro to my novel Slumber. » Read
Posture of a Being on a Rocking Chair Leaning
Lazy Boy Palmetto Woods in Search
Of a Harvest with Spade in Hand
Land Grants a Grand Stand - a Full House.
Enclosed blinds, seeking Blind.
Wednesday Mornings ante Day of plenty
Spent waterfalls, an Ivy Wall Vine twined
Love resurrect as a phoenix bird-
The sky is not the limit. What I Think and Where I see Myself Is The Limit. Life Isn't my master, but my tool and my teacher.
This is a horror story about a father and his son, please comment to tell me what you think, enjoy.
Short Story | Updated Jan 6, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
It's about wanting to LIVE life.
Poetry | Updated Sep 8, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
As an adult, I got a phone call from my father, and I had the same fear as if I was still an abused child.
I was trying to get a pseudo-rap, staccato feeling like being whipped with a leather belt.