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Raised in the wildneress of Borneo by wild yaks, Sarah Terzo entered civilization after being found by two Hari Krishnas on sabbatical. After a lenghty stay at Bellvue Mental Hospital, she moved to New Jersey where she keeps busy collecting ceramic chinchillas,

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Schizophrenia: 5 of 20
City of the Blind: Ballad of a Schizophrenic In the depths of the night, no fear can compare to the fear of the flickering light. In the city of the blind they say the one-eyed man is king. But better to see nothing, sense nothing, than to see reality half the time and distortion the rest. Better to lift the needle, like Oed... More..
Entertainment > Movie Reviews Movie reviews: Across the Universe: 3 of 12
Pros: Some of the musical scenes are truly ingenious. Cons: Sometimes Julie Taymor got just a little bit too weird for me I had heard a lot about "Across the Universe" before I rented it, but really wasn't sure what to expect. Nearly everyone I knew who had seen the film had a powerful reaction to it- either positive or nega... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Vietnam Conflict: 3 of 12
When I was ten My father cut himself from us With two bottles of bourbon And a Glock 17. My sister and I were at the carnival Fireworks boomed and bloomed in the sky My mother found him It was the fourth of July. Guns are alive In the jungle, your gun is your friend It is your mother, your soulmate, your Forgotten father Gun... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Places I have visited: 1 of 4
To linger, just for a moment here where the poet wrote how sweet it is to touch a hundred flowers. Green grass, old trees bend their shaggy heads beside the rugged cliffs. Upon a rock a man. Strapped camera. His arms around a woman. I hear their laughter mingling with the smoke that wisps in the air drifting lazily from a li... More..
Entertainment > Movie Reviews Movie reviews: 1408: 9 of 35
In 1408, Stephen King and Mikhael Haftstrom team up to make a riveting movie. And just when you think you've got it figured out, it takes a turn. Being a big Stephen King fan, I was anxiously awaiting 1408's release. I held off reading the story because I wanted to be surprised by the movie. I am happy to report that 1408 li... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On abortion: 19 of 69
"The Day we Drove to Omelas" Waiting was the hardest thing. Even with plush couches, pleasant music women's magazine's showing smiling faces covers touched up for that glossy effect. In time, conscience melts into dreams. I'm curled up in a dark place knees to chest, hands to face thumb to unformed lips heart beating in an a... More..
Entertainment > Movie Reviews Movie reviews: Halloween (2007): 10 of 36
This Unsatisfying Movie Falls Way Short of It's Goals Pros: Some background is given to the main character that explains how he became a killer. Cons: Too slow to be a good slasher movie, too ridiculous to be a good thriller. Plot Details: This opinion reveals major details about the movie's plot. I will start out by saying ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The ocean: 53 of 186
Beach Song in Yellow Pulled up from an ocean dream like a mermaid, whisked from water's womb to reality's cold surface, I remember the soft blanket, sand, your hair the jellyfish, beautiful in their own way those stinging things that come with the territory. An ancient rhythm, as we moved surrounded by the breaker's song. Al... More..
Entertainment > Movie Reviews Movie reviews: Monster House: 2 of 7
Monster House is Delightful Fun....Even for Grown-Ups Pros: A fun animated movie that is quite scary Cons: Earned its PG rating- too scary for the little ones Plot Details: This opinion reveals minor details about the movie's plot. This movie was co-produced by Stephen Spielberg, Robert Zemikis and Jack Rapke. Like most movi... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Lost souls: 36 of 120
It's only at night when the hours limp by like broken horses, as they pass, when my mind turns to you again. My veteran of plastic bracelets encircling gauzed wrists, nurse's stations, too white walls and empty spaces. You were a fistful of sand I could not hold. You blew through my life like a sudden storm Melting with rain... More..