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February 2012
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March 2012
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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Being trapped: 1 of 156

The Box Trapped in this box, With a wheelless car. Trapped in this box, With a shattered star. Trapped in this box, It seems awfully plain . . . Trapped in this box, I'm going insane. I awoke one morning to feel myself trapped. Amongst some piles of debris and scrap. It so confused me I went back and napped. When I opened my...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nothing: 1 of 134

I am the master of nothing, In a city that doesn't exist, In a land that never was, Yet as no one I persist. I am the master of everything, That you can never see, My domain stretches outwards, To a nonexistent sea. I am the master of something, Within this paradox bubble, Outside the inside matrix, An enigma within a puzzle...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: She was just gone: 1 of 63

Zero Point "You have a beautiful baby boy, Josephine," the maternity nurse said. "We don't often see babies here; it's a big occasion for our facility." She handed the infant to Josephine. "I've been instructed by the administrator to schedule a consultation session with you. We'll conduct the session within the next several...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nightmares: 3 of 165

Caterpillar Nightmare A kinetic poem The caterpillars attacked last night. They came in dreams - Many-legged things - Like a runny watercolor Squirming on canvas. Caterpillar boozle wimps Creeping 'mongst the toads, Grinning things devoid of wings Spewed across blind roads. Spiraling visions of scarlet Brazzles cowering in p...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Mirrors: 2 of 109

The mirrors are in that room again, Top of the stairs, down the hall. They try to show me where I've been, And where I'm going, but that's not all ... The room had been empty for many years, Filled with memories and old dust, Until one day it was filled with mirrors, I don't want to look at them, yet I must! The mirrors call...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Cloudy skies: 3 of 160

Baby, I see turbulence in your eyes. Trouble's brewing in your sighs. A storm's coming, I realize... Those cloudy skies. Seems a time when sunshine was our norm. We rarely had rain...even a storm, But now it seems to come in swarms... Those cloudy skies. Is the turbulence really bumpier every year? Do my complaints fall on a...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Horror: 4 of 208

Fill Up Elizabeth Renee Hendricks had nineteen minutes to live. The twenty-five year old woman's favorite R&B tune played on the CD. She hummed along tapping her fingers in time with the music on the steering wheel as she maneuvered her black Cadillac Escalade around a slower pewter-gray Hyundai. The Escalade she owned w...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Leftovers: 1 of 50

The room: white, austere and cold, Not a pleasant place to be. And there sitting on the floor, Two frightened children of three. "Who are they?" she asked the Watcher, A man colder than the room. "They are the leftovers, the little lost ones, The sweepings from the broom." "Who would sweep little children like these, Into a ...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Thrillers: 3 of 129

Excerpt from: "The Networked Man" Prologue CHICAGO POLICE HEADQUARTERS was wired with C-4 plastique and ready to blow. The center, a refurbished five story brick leviathan, stretched across an entire city block. In less than three minutes, most of the building would become little more than smoking rubble. A steady stream of ...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Making choices: 2 of 78

For Want of a Nail No matter where you are in life at the moment-a good place or bad-you probably can trace your current circumstances back to a series of decisions that began with one decision. One choice. That choice later proved to be a pivotal point steering you to where you are right now. But what of those choices you'v...