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I have never been the strongest guy. People have always viewed me as a weakling. Never the guy you’d pick for a tug-o-war, to say the least. Maybe it’s the 5’6″ frame. Or maybe just the lack of defined musculature.
But if they only knew what I’ve overcome. David fighting the internal Goliath.

» Posted By John On 03.04.2013 @ 5:42 am


My dad brought me up properly. He managed to instill in me the invaluable traits of respect, loyalty, and responsibility among others. Made my transition into the Army an easy one, come to think of it.

My brother and dad are similar in a lot of ways. Career choice, interests, hobbies. Unfortunately, the one thing he did NOT inherit is quality of character. I used to be jealous of brother for having so much in common with my father. Now, I can’t help but realize that I certainly got the better of that deal.

» Posted By John On 03.02.2013 @ 6:35 pm


I walked by the deli today at the supermarket. It’s always weird going there by myself. Feeling like there should be someone there telling me what to buy. In an instant my brain conjured the image of my grandmother pushing me in a carriage. Feeding me a slice of rogue cheese, fresh from the packaging.
“Our little secret,” my grandma said, handing me the shoplifted goodness.
I smiled. Then and now.
My grandma is an alcoholic. I wonder if she remembers this occasion. Somehow I doubt it. You can never estimate the impact tiny experiences have on other people.
I went back to pushing my cart. In a different cadence.

» Posted By John On 03.01.2013 @ 1:24 pm


I entered the room as I saw her naked, pale flesh sprawled across the bedsheets. A bottle of pills spilled across the sheets and the floor, her eyes open wide and devoid of any sign of life. I dropped to the floor, startled to this discovery as I clutched her frozen hand. Tears rained down my face, knowing she was gone.

» Posted By John On 02.25.2013 @ 9:31 pm


I pulled out as fast as I could. Naturally, the car stalled. I’m not a very good driver. Driving test are much easier on the East Coast. You can look it up. There’s no time to think about that now. He’ll have heard me pop the clutch and be after me in a tick.
I can’t help but smile. I wanted this.

» Posted By John On 02.22.2013 @ 10:00 pm


I walked into the room, not having any idea what was in store for me. Not that I ever do. I turned the corner to see this old, leathery broad sprawled out on the sheets in a leopard nightie.
“Hey there,” she said. “Guess I hit the jackpot.”
“Yeah,” I said. Just as I always said. Automatonic.
If it was a matter of choice, I wouldn’t be in this mess at all. But choice is not how one gets mixed up with the wrong people.

» Posted By John On 02.21.2013 @ 6:32 pm


He stares out to the sea. The wind-burn clearly showing on his face. Right alongside the rugged determination and grit. Just a few more yards and they will have reached their destination. The captain calls for his crew to man their stations. A weathered smile shines across his face. This is what he lives for. Another haul.

» Posted By John On 02.21.2013 @ 9:54 am

I have no idea what the word means. I believe it is a verb maybe an adjective. It looks like something I might learn in school but then I never pay attention in school so what do I know?

» Posted By John On 02.20.2013 @ 11:12 pm


I grasped at the handle, as my body drifted over the streets, hundreds of stories below. The wind blew against me as strong as furious as the ocean’s waves. I looked up into the blue hued sky, thinking of what could be my last moments on Earth.

» Posted By John On 02.19.2013 @ 11:53 am


I know that I am very tired and that the universe is talking when I see this word randomly pop up in front of me on me screen … How interesting

» Posted By John On 02.17.2013 @ 11:17 am

I saw the movie “Side Effects” last night. I liked it, until I realized that Rooney Mara was acting as someone ACTING depressed. And fooling everyone exquisitely. That was when it lost me. Being depressed is not something you can just be. It’s something you are. The fatigue and listlessness absorbs your whole life. Waxing and waning, sure. But it’s very real. I don’t know why I felt the need to represent Prozac nation in this non-committal sense, but there it is.

» Posted By John On 02.16.2013 @ 11:55 am


I could never be Pope. I do not understand why Benedict has gotten such a bad rap over the years and especially since his resignation. Each priest was and is capable of deciding for himself the correct way to behave and how to treat his congregation. Benedict forced them to do nothing. THAT is the sanctity of free will. He’s simply a scapegoat for when God’s will appears unappealing to the general population. Live the rest of your days in peace.

» Posted By John On 02.14.2013 @ 11:59 am


Sometimes it takes the lack of will to do anything before you can decide you actually want to do something. Will works in interesting ways in the sense that you notice its presence and you notice its absence.

» Posted By John On 02.15.2013 @ 11:26 am


She walked in the hospital room crying, running her hands through her hair in distress. I hated that she could never look at me without crying anymore. Being cried over doesn’t help anyone. I wanted to say this and so much more, but I couldn’t. I continued to stare through her with the same flat affect. Out a window, but not seeing anything. Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever snap out of this. But I don’t have the energy to figure out how. Or what I would even do with myself if I had to stop feeling sorry about things all the time.

» Posted By John On 02.13.2013 @ 8:42 pm


Do we ever stop growing? I hope not. I am a 25 year old man-child with a ton more of it to do. Sometimes I wonder how far I have actually come in the larger sense. Maybe it’s skewed through my kryptonite-green-colored glasses and superhero obsession, but sometimes I speculate that it isn’t nearly as far as that which I have yet to go.

» Posted By John On 02.08.2013 @ 7:40 pm

Do we ever stop growing? I hope not. I am a 25 year old man-child with a ton more of it to do. Sometimes I wonder how far I have actually come in the larger sense. Maybe it’s skewed through my kryptonite-green-colored glasses and superhero obesession, but sometimes I speculate that it isn’t nearly as far as that which I have yet to go.

» Posted By John On 02.08.2013 @ 7:40 pm


I once played a sheriff in a school play. The antagonist was a snake oil salesman. I rescued my love, Melody, from the train tracks by stopping a train with my hand. Very brave and romantic.

Sometimes I it crossed my mind that I will ever live up to the legacy of Sheriff Billy Bold.

» Posted By John On 02.07.2013 @ 1:19 pm


“To think is to live. Where would we be without thought? Apes. That’s what!”

I once had a professor that spoke this to our class. But there’s more to it than that, isn’t there? If not least of all because the “where” is answered by a “what.” The verbiage throws me off. Guess, I think too much.

» Posted By John On 02.05.2013 @ 8:08 pm


He was a man of many ideas, and his wife was beautiful. Sexy and incredible in bed. huge breast, tight waist, and a big round butt. She was incredible in bed and he was obsessed with her. she was a muse who every man desired and a woman i stole. she couldn’t resist me and i couldn’t resist her. i looked down at my hand and saw a ring. What have i become.

» Posted By John On 02.04.2013 @ 6:50 pm


There are many ways that we can run into a wall in our day-to-day lives. Sometimes you may be drunk and not paying attention, and you may just not be paying full attention to your surroundings. Other times, we may be pushed into a wall by the evil of society.

» Posted By John On 02.03.2013 @ 5:36 pm

a flat surface. can be colored but can poop on your face too. it might eat you who knows. they are cool. you could do anything to it.

» Posted By john On 02.03.2013 @ 4:04 pm


The day that she came home from the doctor, everything changed. I imagine more so for her than for me. But for me too. I just couldn’t do it. I put three long years into this relationship and a dumb mistake ruined everything. I packed a bag and never said goodbye,

» Posted By John On 01.30.2013 @ 9:49 am

Babies are weird and like to poop all the time. frankly they look really gross and sound very irritating. Some people (many) disagree with me but I just can’t stand a baby anywhere. They wail and wail!

» Posted By John On 01.30.2013 @ 4:30 am


“Say something! Anything?!,” she yelled at me as I looked the other way.
“I can’t.”
“You have to. You don’t understand what you’re doing to me!”
I did understand. But there was nothing I could do about it either way.

» Posted By John On 01.26.2013 @ 4:11 pm


He stood there looking ahead. Not sure what consequences a step would take. But knowing that he invariably had to take one. When you reach an impasse, there is no other choice. Forego the stagnant, and leap.

» Posted By John On 01.25.2013 @ 2:09 pm


The act of doing what is expected of you. As in: to take responsibility. Often associated with adulthood and bridging the gap away from childhood. I wonder how Peter Pan handled this quandary.

» Posted By John On 01.24.2013 @ 8:24 pm


All the symphonies of expression from the simplicity of four notes.

» Posted By John On 01.23.2013 @ 8:17 pm


They tell me I have sixty seconds to write about the word sound or of the word sound and what sound is and I don’t even know what the fuck the word means. I hear this horrible noise, which which becomes invincible at the same time as the word starts to vibrate as if visually trying to remind me what sound meant while my hearing tried to catch up.

» Posted By John On 01.18.2013 @ 4:30 pm


he was slowly sweeping the floor after the party when it struck him. What had she meant by “tomorrow”? Did she mean that it was going to happen then, or that tomorrow they would discuss it more. He looked around at the paper confetti surrounding him, sighed, and continued to sweep.

» Posted By John On 01.17.2013 @ 9:28 am


Size is a lot int he real world its how big or how small how large or how skinny like a stuck or fat like a balloon LOL?? I was never ready to type the word size for a warmup in lit but they always change it so i looked ta my partners screen and that told me what word they were typing for. that helps lot when you see what word that they are typing for so i know what to be ready for except this time my time messed up and i couldn’t even type a word for maybe 20 seconds until i exited then reopened to restart so here this is maybe for the 2nd time again .

» Posted By John On 01.16.2013 @ 11:03 am

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