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Drugs Or Me. For Delena. A girl slouches into the corner drugstore one blistering summer morning. The artificially chilled air ...

Jesus Was Gother Than You. Written November 4, 2005 Personally, I don’t understand what everyone finds so attractive about you and that lime green makeup you powder over your eyes ...

You Can’t Prick Your Enemies. (January 6, 2006) Writing practice and nothing more. A bit of silliness, really. Prick, they call her. Though her real name is Lucia-Maria Marcella Carasello ...

Well, this is sure to be a humiliating post. One of my first attempts at poetry. Any criticism and advice would be greatly appreciated. 1994. Written April 13, 2006 I ...

Hours Leading Up to a First Date. (A Satire on Behavioral Patters of Teenaged Males and Females.) Written March 2005. This is a little less "Mean Girls" and a little ...

These. (Written October 30, 2006.) I was on edge. The icy wind, biting cold, and that charmingly obnoxious, beautifully aggravating contradiction of a boy might have had something to do ...

Lyndsey Loves Daphne Loves Derby written January 16, 2007 I hate you and your broad shoulders pompous mouth big word collection and what does that even mean anyway when you ...

The Difference Between Landmines and Time Bombs Written March 28, 2007. For Lauren:May you be the substitute for no one. I. Reese Ryan was one of those girls. You know; ...

This was formerly another piece, but I gave it a facelift. You can find it here. battlefields i despise your eyes so cynically colored, crimson like the flags you flew ...

The Difference Between Landmines and Time Bombs Reese Ryan was one of those girls. You know, one of them. She was the mere embodiment of the word “captivating.” She was ...

jihad today is an especially hard day, so i crawl out the window, sit on the roof and have a beer with God. the yard is a smooth black lake. ...