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Sunday, October 5, 2008

The Romance and Tragedy of Banking: based on a prompt by Ciel

This is a short story-poem based off a prompt by Ciel! The Romance & Tragedy of Banking Once in the Old West, yes the same Old West frequented in tales of cowboys and gold...there lived a lady, a sharp-looking lady, who fell in love when she was but 9 years old. She knew a young boy, an ambitious... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, October 2, 2008

Village-Less Lunatic: A Puzzle

A Puzzle Not a puzzle Scattered ‘round For the purpose Of being found, Just to fit flawlessly in line. Rather, shards of a kind. But it’s difficult to fathom Remaining, to find fit. Idiots… Not a puzzle, Are these grains. Scattered about, These are the remains Of a thing eroded By time and by the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Village-less Lunatic: "Moan-Grope Game"

Moan-Grope Game Not to gripe at all, But July and well-past Fall, Into the matured Winter You each rubbed against each other, Falling, conflict-free, unto covers. Blossoming only leads to wither. Slobbering and sensation Make due. Fulfillment, pleasure. All the same. Another morsel lost to the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, September 29, 2008

Village-less Lunatic: Before It...

Before It An ungodly narrow crevice Will suffice. It shall yield the climax, It’ll sling the vice. The buds are rejoicing, Wallowing in sting. A rush is rather hoisting, Before gravity sings. You received a high like no other mortal experience gave. Now the red upon your thighs requires cleansing,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, September 25, 2008

Village-less Lunatic: Trembling Reasons

Trembling Reasons Trembling so At the sound of numerical data Spewed out in a speed. But will not undergo The separation of ending splatters’ Effects on the knees. Copyright (c) 2008 Hollie Holmes. All rights reserved. Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Village-less Lunatic's Ravings: poems (opening) "Imitation Plastic"

Villageless Lunatic written between December 2005 and June 2006, (after Katrina). Very abrstract set of poems. Hope you enjoy. Also, sorry for the 7-day hiatus. Schoolwork crept up on me. Imitation Plastic Chemical as toxic to the plant As it is to the hapless ant A metallic and generic phrase To... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, September 21, 2008

something different: halloween rant

No short story or poem tonight, folks. I apologize. Instead I suppose I'll just free-write. Halloween approaches. Everything is already getting more cobweb-y and orange. Last year, I won a costume contest for my home-made Corpse Bride outfit. I donned a tattered veil, a thrift-store wedding gown,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, September 14, 2008

Flight with Hostility: Deconstruction (finale)

read as a monologue Deconstruction “I’m a symbol…onto which you can attach…every fortuitous whim. Use my presence…to act. You scum! Filth!...Flush with your crimes. Burn with your flaws…before you die. It…never happened for it Was not you who…performed those acts…those offenses, no. T’was the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Flight with Hostility: An Offer of Flight

An Offer of Flight Why not come flying with us? Your soul is in a must, So peer down on the distorting flame, And perceive ugliness in wood-scented frames. Why not breathe crisper air? Here in the sky, there is no flare Or crackle of those earthbound diseases. So forfeit the battle to the breezes.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, September 8, 2008

Flight with Hostility: Summon of Autumn

Summon of Autumn Ripening dry escort of coldness, Now come forth on the leaves of your boldness! Hand over budded morsels for reaping, Casting aside Breath’s colors in favor of bleeding The smell. The smell of your hour, pre-midnight, Empowering set of the sunlight. Snatch away what’s taken for... Sign in to see full entry.

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Morbid subjects tend to come to my mind, but if you give my stories and poems a chance, you'll probably like them!Short stories (macabre, humor, drama, fantasy) and poems (abstract, morbid, character). I am devoted to writing, and hope to make it my living someday, so please enjoy what I hope will be entertaining!

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