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Sun Gone Nova

A dream of passion in my youth,
a beauty, a dream, a distorted truth.
She was the sun I spun around.
Her voice the most glorious sound. 107 more words


Wasted Youth

This feeling that I wasted my youth, NY childhood. I mean I genuinely have blank feelings towards my childhood, for whatever reason. Just blankness, no fun. 86 more words


What am I, a clown ? ( novel excerpt, first draft )

“Ok” he says, ” see you there at 6″ and hangs upI just have the afternoon to survive. Four more hours and perhaps forty more calls. 823 more words

No Longer In Control

Have you ever waited for something to happen that you knew deep in your heart could never? It’s like living in a dream you can’t control. 74 more words