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Thursday, June 16, 2011

The Dance of Nightfall

In the darkened glen the elves do dance Moonlight reflects on water To lantern the beauty of this romance They gather to kiss the world goodnight These young and playful souls Charm us to sleep with their faerie flight They dance their dance and chant their spells A kaleidoscope of colors As they... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

The Mover

The Mover Blazing blue eyes focus such intensity His red tattoo stands out furiously Lifted by the flexed muscle beneath His red bud of a mouth scowling Faced strained with concentration Mock anger that is really exertion Face shiny, task daunting This bull of a man unwavering I gasp in disbelief as... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Short story:The House on Broad St., Final Chapter

I went to Larry. “Was the weed laced?” I asked him. He did not respond but stared down at me from his high vantage point. I didn’t even feel a trace of the buzz from either source, now. I glared into his masked face. “Answer me! Was it laced?”Alien eyes stared down at me, and a shiver ran down my... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Short story:The House on Broad St., Part VIII

I knew that there was no good reason for me to go this way, all signs pointed the other direction, but I needed a moment of time out from all of the blood and gore and scariness. This hallway was lighted and welcoming in contrast. As I walked slowly down the hallway, chugging brandy as I went, I... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Oops...lol, a break in the madness

I may just shoot the alarm today It has been too long that its had its own way Though I might have spent the whole night writing I promise it wasn't the time I was fighting Just the alarm clock, that little fuck That noisy bastard is starting to suck Always screaming right in my ear Telling me... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Short story:The House on Broad St., Part VII

I looked out into the freezing and snowy night for somewhere to go besides into the garage of mayhem, and there was an incredible sense of déjà vu, of being trapped inside of a strange and highly implausible situation because of the elements. It was every bad dream. All I needed was a huge enemy... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Short story:The House on Broad St., Part VI

I was saved from fabricating or appearing delusional by a sudden shriek from the direction of the kitchen. We both jumped, then without discussion we bolted toward the kitchen. The hallway had not changed, still had the plush forest green carpet that made it more difficult to run. When we got to the... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Short story:The House on Broad St., Part V

“You are not here.” I told her as I pushed the knife she held up close to her own cheek. “If you were to tell me your name, I would know it, and I think that it’s not true. You can’t be a young girl that’s still alive in this world. “ “But it is.”she said, twisting her head straight so that she... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Short story:The House on Broad St., Part IV

It was a kitchen; a huge, impossible kitchen with gleaming stainless steel everywhere, and gadgets that would make our Chefs at the school drool. Jason, Larry, and the other three stooges sat around a high table on bar stools. They were all in fits of hysterical laughter, their attention focused on... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Short story:The House on Broad St., Part III

My mouth was dry, but I was absurdly embarrassed, unsure of how I had come to this point. Had I blacked out? Just what the fuck was going on? I decided to shrug it off and try to stick to my initial plan of partying the night away. Having been absorbed by the wonders of the computer when Jason... Sign in to see full entry.

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