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I live every day as if it were my last.  I write because it is freedom.  It is expression.  I'm also a musisian, and enjoy many many types of music and writing, but I tend to be very polarized.  Love it or hate it, whichever, there is very very very little that I am lukewarm on.  I have a child on the way, and I hope to teach him/her about life in this manner.  We're all alive, but how many of us truely live???  As I have just gained a new AP family member, my daughter Vampirate, I'm excited about that.  Never had an AP family before, so rock on!  Well, that's enough for right now.  Got writing and work to do.

I don't give a damn for a man that can only spell a word one way. --Mark Twain


AP Family

Daughter - Vampirate  allpoetry.com/Poets/Vampirate

Daughter - Medea      allpoetry.com/poets/Medea

Sister - Onyx Fire Tear allpoetry.com/poets/Onyx%20Fire%20Tear

My Poetry

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  • Tears
    Tears taste like memories
    Of something I once had.
    24 lines, 4 comments, August 3. In Personal, Pain, Life, Dark
  • Twisting visions
    A poem that examines two separate things, parts of each stanza being about one thing, other parts about the other. Built to all most confuse the reader, forcin
    39 lines, 3 comments, March 24, 2006. In Other
  • The World
    Falling petals against an Autumn air
    So much out of place
    22 lines, 3 comments, March 9, 2006. In Other
  • The Man Who Stood Aside
    A scream, and running feet
    Muffled cries from down the street
    35 lines, 4 comments, March 8, 2006. In Dark

My Stories

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  • Red Cloak (Final Posted Episode)
    Emrys opened his eyes slowly hearing whispers from the very room that his coffin laid in.  It was only legend that vampires had to sleep in coffins, but Emrys had always f
    1743 lines, 22 comments, March 13, 2006. In <200 lines, Fiction
  • Red Cloak (Part Five)
    On one particular evening, a gray haired Josiah gave the students a free day from school.  Many of them complained at this, as they all honestly and deeply enjoyed their s
    1881 lines, 2 comments, March 13, 2006. In <200 lines, Fiction
  • Red Cloak (Part Four)
    Emrys stared across the table as Josiah continued to speak. For the first time he actually took the time to note his physical features.  He had a strong face with high che
    1383 lines, 1 comment, March 11, 2006. In <200 lines, Fiction

My journal entries

  • A Memoir On How Not To Live
    How few know what it is to be useless; not due to drugs, alcohol, or some twist of fate, leaving them crippled, but simply due to a simple lack of usefulness. To be unable to bring ones self to perform the basic and simple tasks that lead to success of any measure. Who then, would understand what it is that I am a
    August 2, 1,700 words. → Make first comment?

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