Water Pebble Rd.

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Friday, March 9, 2007

God's Green Earth

GOD'S GREEN EARTH a word-for-word recorded transcript of a memory's opinion Ho boy! Ho boy! That there is a reeeeeeaaallll man! Ho boy! I cain’t believe it. I truly cannot cain’t believe it! That there is the son of Man. There that is a son of Adam. That there is a son of Cain. That there is a son... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, March 8, 2007

Child-Man-Boy

Child-Man-Boy Naked. Bare. Nude. I was all three of these, standing upon a round table. The stuffy cigar-faced white men sat all around me, brushing hairs from their collars and opening vests to let their bellies rumble like Welsh uncles on a Christmas morning. If I were the tenenbaum, then I was... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Nightmare Hall

NIGHTMARE HALL “Fresh bananas!” Mr. Wickerstash called on Hiccup Street, “Fresh bananas from Bahamas!” He pushed up rubble from World War II with a mop and wiped his brow, feeling full fatigue. Once again, in hope, he rang his bell and cried: “Fresh bananas!” The lords and ladies frowned upon the... Sign in to see full entry.

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The Poet Sailor's Letter To His Brother

THE POET SAILOR’S LETTER TO HIS BROTHER April 21st This Is The Picture: Jewel was an Indian Princess who knew the difference between fantasy and reality, and for this she was sad. She could never lose herself like the other princesses could. She never allowed her body to float while her mind was... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 5, 2007

Camp Site 42

CAMP SITE 42 “Time is on my side!” I roared atop the mountain of thundering purple majesty. I remembered! I finally recalled without hesitation the sensation of eternal relief and unfettered starlight. I was free of all emotional cost. Unzipping my behavior, I dove into the chilled, sun-lit creek... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 4, 2007

Candle Tame

CANDLE TAME I, Hyronimus B. Bux, the Court Jester of Castle Kingdom, awoke on a Thursday morn to hear the devil knock at our door. There was one resounding bang every minute, no sooner and no later. I could hear the fiend behind our door, right outside our living quarters! What was I to do? I was... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, February 28, 2007

SUPER MARKET (the conclusion)

SUPER MARKET last part “Hello, and welcome back!” drawled Phlip Dornton, Court Torture TV ’s host, “It’s now time for the trial round! And there’s wacky-tacky-hackneyed Judge Warbeast presiding!” The studio audience booed and hissed. “But the fun doesn’t stop there, jewels and germs!” continued... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, February 27, 2007

SUPER MARKET (part 3 of 4)

SUPER MARKET part 3 “That’s him! That’s the one!” shouted Adora, pointing at the monitor screen, tapping it fervently with tears running down her face. “Calm down, Adora,” the Dean of the F.B.I. stated calmly, yet somewhat coldly. “You must be absolutely certain. Did Security Officer Danville molest... Sign in to see full entry.

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SUPER MARKET (part 2 of 4)

SUPER MARKET part 2 The choir rounded their way into the automatic doors of Super Market, flooding the store, greeting all with their sung prayer: “After the sun, the sea, the sky, and snow God is the last to judge us ‘fore we go Praise be to Him for our water and meal For thou shalt taste servings... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, February 26, 2007

SUPER MARKET (part 1 of 4)

SUPER MARKET Part 1 Jimmy Lee Bixter helped his mother shop for the Labor Day feast. Being only 4 foot tall, Jimmy Lee carried under his arm a Photon series stool, which he would plop down before the aisles to reach up and retrieve the goods. His mother was so proud of her little boy. Jimmy turned... Sign in to see full entry.

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Short Stories and Psychobabble. On the way down Water Pebble Rd., many a stone is pitter-pattered with rain. If you turn over each pebble, they may have a story to be told.

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