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Theseteetharebill

So, I know what its like to write shit now.

My Poetry

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My Stories

  • I wanted to throw a rock at Joseph’s throat while he was talking. Dam it up. Coagulate. Maybe I could be David and he, Goliath. I could sink him with just one shot. No. No. No.
    823 lines, June 22, 2005. In <200 lines, Other
  • We woke up in the mortuary, hanging on tenterhooks that drooped between levity and despair, empathy and ennui, consciousness and dissolution. The atmosphere around us went cata
    663 lines, 1 comment, December 7, 2004. In <200 lines, Depression, Inspirational, Spiritual
  • Two shadows twirled, flickered and bobbed in a ritualistic dance on a canyons ledge; they stood on opposite ridges, shackled by long, dangling chains; enticing and enchanting o
    310 lines, 4 comments, March 28, 2004. In <200 lines, Other

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  • Envelope on October 19, 2006
    haaaaahaha dont worry, id rather you say what you think then sugar coat it, refreshing

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