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Nothing Sacred60

Nothing Sacred

<script type="text/javascript"> window.google_analytics_uacct = "UA-11588089-4"; </script> I discovered my love of writing in the fifth grade. My teacher gave us an assignment to create a book...

8 comments    family god writing
Bad Timing60

Bad Timing

A short story with a wicked take on the defining moments of our lives.

4 comments    relationships horror father
Rage And Solemnity57

Rage And Solemnity

            There are two conditions, and two only, that lend a sense of power to any written or spoken word.             The first of these is the most obvious.  No word—no matter...

9 comments    life poetry truth
Room To Run55

Room To Run

So here I stand, perched on this tightrope, with death on my left hand and life on my right. I spent my entire life thinking that I was living and never realized that I was actually asleep until death...

2 comments    life family friends
Creativity-The Fall...53

Creativity-The Fall...

The creative process is, at first, a fall from grace.  It begins with you on a mountaintop, somewhere in the wide world, standing firm, and basking in the glory of your own assumptions and the perception...

10 comments    arts beauty creativity
The Office-Part 251

The Office-Part 2

The irony, I suppose, is that I need him to survive this current situation also.  That being said, I must help him to do so.                 I place my left hand on his right ankle and begin...

4 comments    life death time
The Final Hand57

The Final Hand

I both love and hate this story. It was written years ago, and to me at least, is very immature. It has its introspective moments though, and that is what I love about it.

4 comments    death work stress
Generation Next53

Generation Next

Young, idealistic, and sure...that was me fifteen years ago when I wrote this...now...I am on less stable ground and yet I lean towards Pro-life...I would love to hear opinions either way...Thank You!!!

2 comments    life death universe
Blind49

Blind

When I crawl, and creep, Within your mind, Like burning bridges You will find, I take the things You used to think, Burn them, Push you to the brink… Appalled and angry, You...

5 comments    life poetry vision
The Office-Part 166

The Office-Part 1

I am having fun with this one. The scalpel separated the flesh perfectly and effortlessly. It was so sharp that it had traversed nearly the entire perimeter of the base of his foot before he had even felt it. When he did, however,...

6 comments    literature skin blood
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