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Hey Soul Sister Part I
He knows nothing but the empty haze before him, thickened by the heavy breaths of drunkards and the nonchalant stumbling of cigarette smoke. The gin and tonic in front of him feels magically fuller and his eyes rise to meet the bartender’s wink; he smiles weakly in thanks. Addison once told him he reminded her of her father and for ( Read more... ) -
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You see the melancholy in the world. You’ve lived with a family who long withheld you in the depression of hate and even at five years old you understood the language perfectly. Resentment echoed through the hollow halls of your childhood home. It didn’t take too much for the pressure to overflow and to send dark pulsations coursing ( Read more... ) -
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In a life of errors, you find beauty in the flaws. It’s a fallen world. You reached an arm in but your hands are too small; you tried too hard to save them all and you couldn’t. There is poetry in the motions of a flailing child but there is nothing romantic about death. There is nothing but pain in the stillness of silence or in the pale grip ( Read more... ) -
Why Did You Mess With Forever
The preacher has a story he likes to tell, and he always tells it enthusiastically, gesticulations included. It goes; a man of fervent faith lived in a town of a couple hundred people. One day, he hears a hurricane warning over the radio, but because he is a man of fervent faith. He says to himself, “I can stay here, God will ( Read more... ) -
Yeweah or No Way?
I am a born again Christian. Often times people find this hard to believe. But here's my issue with them. Recently, I was approached by a fellow writer who is an atheist. And he has the nerve to first of all, assume that I am one too, and second of all, lament about how someone who was smarter then him, more competent then him, could possibly still ( Read more... ) -
Lucky Strike
If anybody ever needs to prove that I belong in a mental institution, they can reference this story. Seriously. Oh and about the first part, this always kills me. The Apocalypse is when all the believers go to heaven, not when the world ends. The end of the world is called Armageddon, and is supposed to happen seven years later. Everybody gets ( Read more... ) -
Broken People Part II
Two Years Later:
“Nai, all I’m saying is that you won’t be happy there.” Addison pounded the phone booth with frustration.
“Addison… I’m going to be fine okay? Sam’s here, and I have Maya.”
“Maya’s like… two.”
“One and a half. Jeez. You’d think her Godmother would know that.”
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