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Tag Archives: FRICKIN DARK
High School Hates Them Back
I’m currently about half-way through writing a madly depressing short story with a working title of Broken Elevators. It’s depressing enough that I can only write so much before I feel like crying into a gallon of Haagen Dazs, and … Continue reading
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Protected: When Spring Break Ends (aka EveryDay May: Day 20)
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Protected: In Oakland
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Addendum (or The Bride of Poetry Hour)
Uh, apparently my fingers decided they weren’t done rhyming or whatever. So here’s an addendum to today’s Poetry Hour. I Can See The “Hotel Bethlehem” Sign From My Window This Christmas city thrives on light, with neon signs held high … Continue reading
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Protected: i remember Him Tracing It Lightly
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My Name Was Calvin
This is a sequel to The End Of The World. It is recommended that you read the first one for it to make sense. This may be the first in several pieces under the banner of The End of the … Continue reading
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Protected: What I Can’t Tell You: eight
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