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The Lost Journals: Chapter One – Pg. 7


Santa Monica, CA Linda Borra Conaughey 2/7/1995 – Journal Entry One My only comfort is the companionship of my sorrow. It has been five years since he passed and also five years since I have painted. My hands ache for … Continue reading

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Midnight Tears


Midnight tears trickle down a cheek of discontent. They fall like rubies to the ground, colored by different shades of intoxication. Misplaced treasures gather at my feet, forgotten emotions that are only missed when the inevitable waves of time washes … Continue reading

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Where does Poetry go…


Where does poetry go when it dies within my mind? It is quickly replaced with the pain from its loss. I do not mourn the coming of the sun, I only wish the failing night did not steal away my … Continue reading

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Black Belts, Eagle Scouts, and Ninjas


I equate a black belt to being in the same category as an eagle scout. I do not know Karate, yes… let’s just let the shock wear off for a second… … … all done? There is no martial arts … Continue reading

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Start, Stop, Pause, Repeat – Death


They say that you are more likely to get in an auto accident within ten minutes of your home due to complacency. The most dangerous place in America is the four-way stop. It is the only time you can observe … Continue reading

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The Sociopath


Journal Entry 48 TS: 11:21:13 … and I will never change. I see the world through tint. The different colors of my shades present the many facets of my personality. What mood am I in today? The doorman calls me … Continue reading

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To Kill a Unicorn


I stalked a unicorn one night and shattered her life with a stone. Her soul did not die, but I had slain her connection to this world. The earth began to weep over the loss that I am still trying to comprehend. … Continue reading

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Abandoned Warrior


You kneel there facing the sun. Contemplating a lifetime in a moment as you gaze at the light for the last time. The sun seems to strive at forcing away the quickly tumbling curtain upon reality before your eyes. It … Continue reading

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Erindale – Flash Fiction v1


If you walk from the beaches of Dreadbin and follow the river inland for a mile you will reach a giant forest. There are many names for the trees found here, but most people in this area call them Blackwater … Continue reading

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The Lost Journals: Chapter One – Pg. 6


St. Jude Hospital Memphis, TN 1/7/2001 – Journal Entry One My name is Sarah Clark and I am from Nashville, TN. Lately it has felt like I am from Memphis though… well not really from the city itself. I live … Continue reading

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Winter’s Night


“Crack,” the branches make a snapping sound in the night. “Meow,” the cat scurries across in fright. Pain, somewhere pain is being born. Despair, somewhere a dream is being torn. Laughter, breaks the darkness of the sky. Crying, both for … Continue reading

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Clearly I See


Crisp, the morning air almost hurts for me to breath. I blow fog with each breath I take. It is cold, cold and wet; I feel the damp grass slowly soaking my wool jacket. Above a bird of some type … Continue reading

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Tear Drop


Shadows from a fallen tear drop. Merge to form a united front against the happiness which seeks to infest you. It is a victorious battle, and the battleground upon which it occurs leaves behind a picture of death and frustration. … Continue reading

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A Candle


It is dark outside and the village is sleeping. The sun has long since given up on man and has retired. The house is pitch black, as most huts are, but memory serves me well as I search for a … Continue reading

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A Life in Images


I present my life in images on this blog. My glass house (refer to my old post “The Glass House”) actually has a room of images. Even though I see my life spread before me it does not mean that … Continue reading

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Soap Box Evolution


You push your soap box down the road. It is heavy, weighted with the ideas and thoughts that you wish to share with the world. It scratches its way down the road, under the almost unbearable heat above. The sun … Continue reading

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Splinter


His thoughts are solid, like a diamond. The impossible occurs and that diamond splinters into a million pieces. His will has not been broken, this is not meant to be a frivolous image of a broken sword. That painting has … Continue reading

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Erotic


They touch with thought. The desire is felt physically through their eyes. Music is in the background… something soft and unobtrusive. Nothing matters but the present. He raises his hand and touches her cheek. He does not caress her, he … Continue reading

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Unborn


Your life in the balance. Not yet born, but you have given birth to debate. You do not realize you already struggle for your life. Will you naturally come or shall we send a machine to get you? You hear … Continue reading

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The Lost Journals: The Introduction – Pg. 2


It took me some time to decipher the intent of the writer. I quickly realized that the journals were all penned by the same hand. The time consuming task seemed daunting to me, I have never been a fan of … Continue reading

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The Night of the Big Game


It is a Friday night and I am just now getting ready for the school football game. It is my sophomore year of high school and things have changed somewhat. My friends and I are able to drive, life is … Continue reading

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Puddle of Dreams


I cry tears of pain and sorrow. They gather in a pool at my feet and cause my eyes to stare into the depths for answers. Small waves chop the surface as my eyes keep up a steady pattern of … Continue reading

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Shattered


He walks barefoot upon a path covered with shattered glass. His feet bleed and with each drop of blood his soul pours out onto the ground. The pieces of glass seem to inhale his essence and a horrifying collage of … Continue reading

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Harshly we See


You do not see the light. You instead see the darkness that personifies the light. The tears from your eyes cause halos to appear and trick your mind into thinking it is comforted. But when the tears are washed away … Continue reading

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