Words reach out beyond the atomshpere of my breathing mind as they extened my soul to speak to the gray collective of sheepish eyes that blink in horror of unsactioned words.
The weapon of words must be controlled by a greater intelligent fashion for they may poison the minds of the young and inquisitive.
Uncontrolled thoughts are a pollutant to the human genome and if the ammino acid link is ever found it should be banished to only a higher verbal authority lest we are…
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Added by Edward Dean on October 31, 2009 at 10:00pm —
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Don't be afraid, dear readers. You don't really believe in vampires and werewolves, do you? Of course not! So how can an innocent little Halloween story hurt you? Hmmmm?
Rebel Without a Curse
"It's getting late, son. Drink your dinner."
"But Mom! I don't like blood!"
"What? That's blasphemy! Vlad! Did you hear what your son just said? I swear, this child will be the un-death of me!"
"I'm sorry, Mom. But really…
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Added by Harry on October 31, 2009 at 10:00pm —
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As far as Grace knew, her and Donny were the only two that had ever actually sat down in Leroy's apartment.
Everyone else was afraid to - it was dark in there even though the door was usually open; just one old automotive light hanging in the corner of a room completely filled with disassembled stereos. Donny was drunk most of the time when he was there but Grace tended to sit down out of respect and saw it more as a meditative exercise.
One day she sat carefully on a…
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Added by Susan Adcock on October 31, 2009 at 8:30pm —
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I asked her what she felt about me, and she replied; “I'm intrigued.”
Intrigued ? … is that good or bad ?
I'm tending toward the bad because what I wanted was a fire-eyed blistering bout of soul searing, life consuming passion, I wanted her to crawl all over me like a hungry anaconda, crushing the ordinariness of my life out of existence, I wanted all that and more … but intrigued ?
So I turned away and walked toward the lift, as the doors closed I could see her…
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Added by Bob Clay on October 31, 2009 at 5:30pm —
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Lola wondered why Richard hadn’t said anything to her about him seeing a therapist. Maybe he was embarrassed, or maybe he forgot? Then she remembered “Occam’s razor": “
Of two equivalent theories or explanations, all other things being equal, the simpler one is to be preferred.” She paused for a moment.
Was Richard depressed or was he “seeing” another woman?
Lola preferred the simplest explanation, and cautiously opened the medicine cabinet, peering in to see if she had…
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Added by Brad Rose on October 31, 2009 at 5:30pm —
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The moon throws a thin light into our homesick house and winter starlight pulls vague shadows over the sun dried sheets, pale reflections of me; crisp lies the moonlight on my pillow.
The dim night beckons, expectant with its bloated moon, but I scorn it and have no will but to lie here, ignoring a string a love struck lights that tremble in the distance.
I heed instead the mindless creatures that scurry over the forest floor; hurrying through their dreamless nights,…
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Added by Irene Sieders on October 31, 2009 at 3:09pm —
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Don't Ask, Can't Tell
by Harry Sanderford and Madam Z
At first, Sadie's idea of keeping their costumes secret from one another until they found each other at the party had been exciting, but now Stanley unwrapped the orange wax paper from a peanut butter chew and retraced his steps, trying to figure just where it had all gone wrong.
Of course, the first mis-step was that neither Stanley nor Sadie had realized that the party was being hosted by a…
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Added by Zelda Martin on October 31, 2009 at 12:16pm —
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She needed to tinkle more than she needed to breathe. She tried waiting it out, but there was more than 15 minutes left in her movie and by then she would need a new liver, so she rushed off in the direction of the lobby, praying she would make it back in time for the big ending she’d heard so much about. She almost screamed when she saw the line of women wrapped around the corner from the ladies’ room, as the door to the men’s room swung open and closed releasing relieved gentlemen into the…
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Added by Norman Ublies on October 31, 2009 at 12:00pm —
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In June of 2006 my son’s febrile seizures finally stopped jerking him around. I stopped crying that year too and found a place to dispose of my sackcloth and ashes. That annoying lump in my throat, yep, gone too. It really made a difference when I started writing songs again that I didn’t have to sing around it. The other day my wife calls me to say that it had all started again. I couldn’t believe it took 3 whole years to feel unsafe again.
Added by Norman Ublies on October 31, 2009 at 11:11am —
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He knew he was a good looking man, but her beauty was almost a dream, and he couldn't help but wonder; He knew she had been on Facebook with a hundred guys he knew she would rather be with. But she chose him, right? She had been distancing herself from him for a couple of months but he believed it was just a matter of time before she was ready to talk; God knows he had tried. She had to be thinking about the children; she had always said her children would be in a home with both parents, but it…
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Added by Eric Joyce on October 31, 2009 at 11:01am —
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Veronica’s scream stopped abruptly as if someone had sliced her vocal chords.
She looked at the woman in the mirror trying to retain some level of sanity when she involuntarily reached out to touch the frightful image, her hand eerily entered the glass, ice cold to the touch and she stroked the woman’s creased cheek as the mirror slowly crumbled, falling shards surrounding her feet.
Veronica got down on her hands and knees, crawled towards the couch and picked up a family…
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Added by Kim Soles on October 31, 2009 at 10:51am —
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Two Lies (II) - Biblical Knowledge
by Stagger Lee, as told through M. C. Funk
So you know good an’ well I’d be lying if I said I didn’t know Beanie Hollins, the former owner of that lump of man left out in the drain ditch. All Farriday and five counties beside knew Beanie Hollins, from his spit-shine purple bowling shoes up to that peckerwood Stars and Bars cap he wore. But there’s a difference between what it means for a man to know a man, and for a man to know a woman, and the…
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Added by M C Funk on October 31, 2009 at 10:25am —
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I have always been fascinated with the power of words. When thoughtfully composed, their power increases and certain groupings have the power to make us either laugh or cry. If one has never had the pleasure of seeing the short film in which they are spoken (the title of which I've long since forgotten), my favorite grouping of four is meaningless, but for the great majority of us fortunate enough to have had the cinematic experience, they have the power to evoke laughter just thinking them:…
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Added by Arthur Dubrul Daniels on October 31, 2009 at 8:30am —
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The horse infront of him stood tall and stern, she was was a buttercup mare that was seasoned, except not in the way of time, seasoned like a soldier was after a few years on the battlefield, she was infact just over six winters, and it had been six winters of loyal service, she did not rear or fright in the midst of ongoing struggles and she never shied away from a charge regardless the ammount of polearms and spears protrudting from the wall of shields before her, she wore her name as a…
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Added by Cole. on October 31, 2009 at 6:37am —
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The Gathering Storm has been released and as I devour it I realise that my life it now only two books from completion. For Robert Jordan can spin no more tales.
Added by Cole. on October 31, 2009 at 5:13am —
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The mirror was sending back my reflection. I admired the image of those elongated lines; should-be-illegal curves (well worth the money); long dark gleaming hair contrasting my milky skin and the chromosomes... wait - when was the last time you saw someone's chromosomes?
Technically speaking, I used to be a man, but some dedication and money changed that little detail. You see, it was never about the differences of shapes; it was about power.
A real sucker for power from…
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Added by Jelena on October 30, 2009 at 10:13pm —
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Her name was Evelyn and she was more than pleased to baby sit little Johnny and Joan on Halloween night. All smiles she was, with a twinkle in her eyes and freckles on her face and just the cutest of a button nose. Pony tails braided in bright ribbons fell past her shoulders--the most angelic of creatures there was, no doubt. Until. . . . until the parents leave in a cloud of glee closing the door behind them, and then she turns facing the darlings two--in her hand the handle of a bloody…
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Added by B.R.Stateham on October 30, 2009 at 9:45pm —
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What are the reasons behind loving someone, does it have to deal with the style, how a person looks, or just personality; there has to be more to this feeling is what I am trying to figure out.
The heart plays a very important part in the development of loving someone and it just happens to be that this love has taken a dramatic toll on my heart.
So I write to justify this feeling, this emotion; my teacher told me to write and keep writing so I just sit and write, and…
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Added by Mr. Esquire H. on October 30, 2009 at 9:27pm —
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You know what it's like: from the moment you wake, thoughts cast you deep into shadow.
I know there's light, but sometimes I forget, memories cut down to the marrow,
then a look at your smile lifts the years from my mind, a feeling that floods me inside.
Chorus
Blue heart of mine - it never was, and never is - a look at your smile and its over.
I cradle your hand as we walk down the street, trouble can wait…
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Added by Dan Djurdjevic on October 30, 2009 at 8:30pm —
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She could go one of two ways; speed it up or slow it down, and as she had begun to feel sluggish and regretful under the tranquilizers, she decided to go for speed. Regan exercised, walked, ran, swam, dieted and toned, had dental work done, cut her hair, chaired, and debated, and by the end of the summer she was buff, and moving through her life at sixty miles per hour. Looking and feeling better, she was able to cut out the tranqs entirely and was down to one amphetamine a day in the early…
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Added by Michael Brown on October 30, 2009 at 8:00pm —
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