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Random First Lines:The â€œKhamsa handâ€ motif was an apt element to feature in Curse Me Not, my novel about a woman who can see peopleâ€™s auras and... » Read
Recalling a humorous account of a very personal series of incidents and accidents that occurred recently in my life. Please enjoy this light hearted tome.
Short Story | Updated May 14, 2014 | Reads: 97 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A meditataion on the art of mindfulness and fun that can be experienced while washing dishes.
My feelings toward a particular group in my home country.
A BOY AND HIS AUNTIE AND HAND WASHING AND MANNERS IN 1950S
Poetry | Updated Aug 9, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
TWO MEN AT LOURDES IN 2006
Poetry | Updated Apr 28, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
April brings lots of things. Including a return to this. Except watch out for the April Showers!
Poetry | Updated Apr 2, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
I had an interview today for a dish washing position, the guy was moderately rude..details in poetry below
Poetry | Updated Mar 16, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Well, im not sure where i was planning on going with this when i started...
sometimes stories just come to you.
of the people who have read it, most of them are convinced of the deeper meaning, so go ahead and try to find some.
Mendacity, deception, lies. When the world is nothing like it seems. When you're the only one who doesn't know that.
a boy and his aunty and washing.
Poetry | Updated Jul 19, 2011 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Carlie Lane
This is an inspiring short story about a young girl named Madison living in Chicago in the 1950's. Her hands become blisstered and nearly bloodly from washing clothes so often and hard on a washing board. This is about Madison stopping her peeking insanity and getting a little more modern. Maybe...
Short Story | Updated Oct 18, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Silver Wings
The sea to me is always one of such expanse of the unknown. It has always fasinated me...
By Silver Wings
I wrote this as a poem or short story about the chaos getting chidren ready for school and getting to work on time...I give 10 points for every mother out there!!!
A conspiracy begins.
The futility of life sometimes....