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The Fruit Of My Desire

My taste buds
swell and overflow with
rich purple lust
for what is to come.
A whole season
spent watching
sun and rain
enrich fruit. 141 more words

Wandering Around Without Roots

Short Story: The Worst in Us

She was fifteen; old enough to know right from wrong. What she aimed to do was wrong. Even in the withered husk of society, it was wrong. 1,458 more words

Thought of the day

‘I think of the postmodern attitude as that of a man who loves a very cultivated woman and knows he cannot say to her, “I love you madly,” because he knows that she knows (and that she knows that he knows) that these words have already been written by Barbara Cartland. 60 more words

Thoughts & Ideas

Cubs Win! Cubs Win! But at What Cost...

A┬ácouple disclaimers about this post: First, I’m from St. Louis, and the Cardinals’ rivalry with the Cubs dates back to before the Cubs last won the World Series in 1908. 463 more words

Random

Poem - War Child (Re-post)

Standing among the ruins.
The child looks to the west, as the sun sets upon the land
And smoke billows from the ruins.
Many thoughts collide and fill the child’s mind. 64 more words

Being

Little girl frightened by the hate within
The sin that breeds and feeds in him
The demon inside flows through his veins
In his heart it lies… 190 more words

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Silence

Little girl frightened by the hate within
The sin that breeds and feeds in him
The demon inside flows through his veins
In his heart it lies… 190 more words

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