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Shaundeman

  • Makes you think

    Through the starless skyA short story. Dark skies covered the Capital city of New Washington. Pure black, the only light came from the city, the lights stretched toward the sky ...

    17 min read
  • parallels

    AFTER 98.6 “Sir, I have a report to make.” “Yes Sergeant, what is it?” “Intruders have been detected in Harry city,” The Sergeant replied. “What action has been taken against ...

    9 min read
  • The lesson of the TP

    By: (pen Name) Oliver B.Hogg IIII have a fancy squiggly stickInside my bathroom stall.On the stick reside the best,My T.P. standing tall.Standing up, straight and proudIn a column made of ...

    2 min read
  • Contest piece

    I walk it. I talk it. I even look it. This silly apron is nice…does it make my backside look big? Anyway, cleaning, cooking, and trying to discipline the kids. ...

    1 min read


Poetry is my cheap means of transportation. By the end of the poem the reader should be in a different place from where he started. I would like him to be slightly disoriented at the end, like I drove him outside of town at night and dropped him off in a cornfield.
— Billy Collins