• The Devil’s Back Pocket

    by  • September 13, 2011 • 0 Comments

    I’m not a bad guy. Sure, come morning that’s what you’re going to hear. They’re going to say I’m a madman, a villain, the scum of the Earth; but I’m not. My name’s Francis Oliver Emerson, but my friends call me Frank. I’m a mechanic. Ever since I got my first car at the age [...]

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    The Hard Place

    by  • August 31, 2011 • 0 Comments

    “Hello, you’ve reached 9-1-1. We’re unable to answer your call at the moment, please leave a message after the tone.” BEEEEEP Uh, Hi.. So here I am, stuck between a rock and a hard place, Quite literally! I’m dangling off the side of a cliff, hanging from a tiny branch, staring down a hundred foot [...]

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    birthday sects

    by  • August 27, 2011 • 0 Comments

    The day started like any other, my eyes already wide open as my alarm decided to start wailing. I grabbed my phone with two reasons in tow, to shut the damn thing up, and to see if anyone had thought about me as I slept. I accomplished the former, but no dice on the latter. [...]

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    go fish

    by  • August 25, 2011 • 0 Comments

    look at the goldfish in the bowl poor little goldfish has no soul he doesn’t think about tomorrow for him, the past, it brings no sorrow he lives right now, just in the moment his thoughts and memories bring no torment he’s happy as a fish could be for he knows not of destiny he [...]

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    a week pulse

    by  • August 17, 2011 • 0 Comments

    I’m dying. Your name echoes through my veins, ever fainter, like a passing marching band. Each breath that escapes reaches in to pull out the next. Soon, I will be vacant. My life begins to flash before my eyes, and I’m presented with all the memories of yesterday. This life has definitely been turbulent, but [...]

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    fade to blacksmith

    by  • August 14, 2011 • 0 Comments

    What’s more satisfying, climbing Mount Everest, or climbing onto a chair because a mouse just scurried by? Don’t you ever knock? I was in the middle of something! Oh yea? Like what? I was.. um.. well, I wasn’t playing with my Star Wars figures, I’ll tell you that! So what’s with the twenty questions? What [...]

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    peace by piece

    by  • August 13, 2011 • 0 Comments

    It all amounts to everything. We lay awake, letting our minds run rampant and drowning in the loss and dispair. We focus on the moments we should have had and the words we should have spoken. The opportunities have passed and there’s no way back, yet it’s all we want to do.. go back. If [...]

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    Sines of Love

    by  • August 9, 2011 • 0 Comments

    My mind is like a carousel. Yesterday, it revolved quickly and I was blasted with opposing flashes of thought. Much like the flower-plucking “She loves me, she loves me not” game we’ve all played, my mind worked overtime to try and convince me of reasons to fight for my love, and reasons to run for [...]

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    Lost Ends

    by  • August 6, 2011 • 0 Comments

    I’m eating chocolate pudding and the credits just rolled on my last episode of Grey’s Anatomy. I’m kinda bummed out because now I don’t know what else I can watch tonight. I’m hurting, I’m worried, and I’m imagining myself as a ball of yarn.  A ball of yarn with no beginning and no end, no [...]

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    The Humpty Dance

    by  • August 3, 2011 • 0 Comments

    Sometimes we fall from someplace tall, sometimes we just end up feeling it all. We hit the ground hard and we shatter to pieces, and we feel like the whole world is watching and sees us. We feel like we’ll never ever be whole again; not with all the king’s horses, nor all the king’s [...]

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