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  • Fantasy Short Stories Re: Screaming

    Fuzzy around the edges, mouth like shit flavored sandpaper, the sudden cranial rape that is the loud screaming coming from the basement runs nails down the inside of my head. ...

    Jun 19, 2011
  • Other Poetry Re: The Beast

    I love it you leave us hanging then BAM! soccer. I was waiting for the monster to come and eat you.

    Jun 19, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Your Ad Here

    HAHAHAHAHAHA. Very nice I love this. Don't change a thing keep it seriously funny.

    Jun 19, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: In The Twist Of Fately Karma

    Very nice. You set up the scene in the first stanza well then give us so much to think about in the last. It was a might bit overwhelming but ...

    Jun 19, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Peeled Naked

    The first line caught me, "Meanings wear words like you," I had to go back and reread it, not because I didn't understand, but to make sure I did. Your ...

    Jun 19, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: You made me do it...

    I love when a poem can paint a vivid picture of violent acts in my head with few words. Brutality is what this makes me envision and I loved every ...

    Jun 19, 2011
  • Fantasy Short Stories Re: Finding Home in Death

    Nice! I read this then glanced at your age and was like no way! You had a few spelling errors, but otherwise no real grammatical problems. The only suggestion I ...

    Jun 19, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Don't Come To My Funeral

    I like this. The way you paint a vivid picture using metaphors like onions on their sleeves and crocodile tears help portray the insincerity of those that have supposedly come ...

    Jun 19, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Darkness

    I love this the subtle hints at the corner of my vision hinting at darker things. It speaks so much with so little, which is often hard to come by ...

    Jun 19, 2011
  • Other Poetry Re: In This Moment

    Into the broken moment when All things must be For now, or for not This is not the time And hardly the place Here we are Yet it seems and ...

    Jun 9, 2011
  • Other Poetry Re: Left Over Remnants

    The sands of forever Sift and slide into tomorrow There is nothing left for you here They mumble and sigh The struggle to abstain Leaves one wanting Needing something to ...

    Mar 18, 2011


so many languages have fallen / off of the edge of the world / into the dragon's mouth.
— Lucille Clifton