Tag: Writing
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The party was to be held at the home of the mysterious Veronica Eyes. She had eyes that didn’t look… Read more.
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I smelled like the remnants of a wild fiesta. Read more.
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“I don’t know if I can go back to his table,” Maggie said. “He’s crushing my positive Red Lobster vibe,… Read more.
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There is orderThere is disorderThere are purgative drugsAnd there are clouds to sleep on It was a day that was… Read more.
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Red stars and atom bombs, gas globes spinning in the heavens dripping flawless arms of colored smoke. Read more.
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Excerpt: The hum of existence rides like trains on rails, the gentle rock, the hypnotic sway through a countryside of… Read more.
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Truman stripped off his clothes and dipped his lanky body into the scalding water. It hurt at first, but then… Read more.
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Airplanes streaking across the sky on the same warm summer day wrecking balls sexing up dirty brick walls all in… Read more.
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Jesus passed her a joint as they sat on a bench in a golden-green park like Oz far up in… Read more.
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You can’t say no to that when she feels so good naked Read more.
