i'm going to be a dad.

I wrote the editor of "The Leaf Chronicle" asking for a submitted writers column from the good people of our town, Clarksville, TN. I sent them the enclosed doctrine asking for a small section of their oh so "glorious" paper for fellow natives to express their views in artful kabobs of words. *wink* Let's see just how far the farce gets me. ( Read more... )

she breathes Her listless cull and beneath Her sullen cry ( Read more... )

transcribed
these words falter the truth
described
these words beguile said ruth

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tip-toe and pitter-patter
beneath crimson skies
sprayed and yet splattered
across paper clipped thighs

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hey miss murder can i
hey miss murder can i
make beauty stay,
if i took my life tonightshine on forever shine ( Read more... )

you can be alone and not be lonely. but rarely does one come without the other.

so i'm playing grand theft auto online. totally engrossed in my race, when all of a sudden i hear a caw to my immediate left. my head darts in chase of said sound. writhing within the mouth of my darkest cat, i find a bird, its wings held tight to its hollow back. i call to my cat to drop it, but to no avail. my foreign, my precious, my sweet ( Read more... )

We lower our guns and blow the smoke from the tip. We cheer and raise our fists, our enemies lay soiled in their own blood. Our hands come with a clap as we exchange our celebratory palm smacks. God smiles his wholly grace down upon our weathered faces. And for a moment, we find that gripping solace ( Read more... )

we hoist the mast and lower the stern ( Read more... )

so i've just read back to my September 26th, 2005 entry and realized that i only write when i seem unhappy. actually that's not true. now i know what you're thinking, those words are nothing but negative. but that's not true either. interspersed throughout most of the posts are words of hope. positive however worded strangely, they convey my beacon ( Read more... )

i once said that i want to feel the white hot heat of unrequited love. and here it lay. careful what you wish for, boy. it just might reign down from the heavens true and bash your body frail into a million billion trillion pieces. suck it up, bitch ( Read more... )