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one thousand half loves lying on a beach spread open thighs defecated by the horrid leeches a dove flies above a violent sunset and passes out drunk in the sand ...

Deposit one man into a woman's throat watch red mucous spill out, convulse and fire dangerously into pupils "i am the mark of resistance" yells out the one legged soldier ...

vultures dancing tyrants waving obscenities in the air women want to cut their smut so the worms won't eat their luck out men want to shoot out the boar's head ...

A sunrise quickly rolls forward into high noon and naked Lucas wakes up with an ache, a bruise and a filthy tasting cherry flavored mouth. "Oh, you handsome devil." Ada ...

A hot July mid-afternoon smiles across a suburb in Michigan. It is Sunday and people lay in their yards daydreaming, watching their water sprinkler's spit across the lawn. Iridescence splashes ...

"What the fuck ya think this is, kid? A baby factory? Get on out of here! Scram!" A tall man with a scar on his cheek shouts this out at ...

I read this book a couple months ago from a friend and I just recently ordered it so I have my own copy. This is my favorite book ever! Its ...

Pugna Pro Patria Jessica Bruce March 11, 1766 – Red Hill Plantation, Virginia – Fight for the Fatherland! * * * * My mentor sat, and my chair was pulled ...

[Closed and Obselete.] . . . (Rated for Language) Prologue The very first Chair of Wind and Darkness was not so very different than the one you might be sitting ...

"Sexy means loving someone you do not know" This is an example of one of the many quotes and lessons, Interpreter of Maladies teaches us. It's chalked full of unconventional ...

This was highly enjoyable.

This is the beginning of my completed novel. Since i finished before joining YWS, i thought i'd show you my style before starting a new story. if you want more, ...

Well, this is the first sci-fi story I have really attempted. My others so far were more or less half hearted attempts, but I'm sure first drafts will appear on ...

She has his mind under her control He just does everything he's told Oh he's so confused There's nothing left for him to choose With the push of a button ...

There is no such word as eachother Is this self-preservation? This dog-love-dog-hate-dog world? Something tells me that somewhere in my schedule, between totalitarian psychology and interior design, y