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blood dripped down from the teeth bared with that awful smile, looking down at the dead bodies of many. Her dress was clean and neat, it was her tangled hair that was covered in blood. All about her was dark and disgusting except for that smile.
» Posted By Mj On 07.17.2016 @ 3:22 pm
He stopped. He couldn’t go on. It hurt so bad, that he couldn’t bear to even move, so he lay there, in a fetal position, not even opening his eyes. It couldn’t be true, it just couldn’t.
» Posted By MJ On 08.22.2015 @ 9:57 am
As she looked at the well she had made in the flour, she felt the tears come. She had been making these biscuits twice a day, every day, for thirty years. Her life was not hers. She was a slave to the role. She was simply a wife, a mother, and nothing else–what happened to her dreams?
» Posted By MJ On 08.11.2015 @ 9:11 am
Bourbon and water. I sit with it, meaning to sip, but end up knocking it back in one gulp. It’s been one of those days. I don’t have them often, but when I do, drink is my only friend.
» Posted By MJ On 04.18.2015 @ 8:36 am
There are certain forces at work in all of us. The hard thing is deciding which we will allow into our lives. Do we follow the light, do good, and attract goodwill, or do we go towards the dark, attracting chaos?
» Posted By MJ On 04.11.2015 @ 9:12 am
It was old and creaky, but it had provided comfort for generations of babies, snuggled warm and secure on the laps of their mothers. It was a soothing, wonderful chair that never ceased to make me smile.
» Posted By MJ On 04.09.2015 @ 11:39 pm
I was impressed to see the world fall in around me. Everything seemingly coming to an end of all ends. People around me, those I loved being sick and worrying themselves to death over me. When all I wanted was them to be worried about themselves. Why?
» Posted By MJ On 08.28.2014 @ 11:32 pm
I would like to sit in front of a bonfire with Zachary while we sing songs and my dad plays guitar, and there are fireflies and we are laughing. I love to gaze into the flames, and roast marshmallows, and hear the little ones giggling with a secret, that is buring in their hearts and ears like the fire. I am in love with the flames.
» Posted By MJ On 05.30.2014 @ 8:31 pm
savage, huh? well, when i think of savages, i think of loaded language used to frighten and divide people. white folks here, washington redskins there.
you lose your language, lose your land, and what are you? just a savage. a dirty, dumb savage.
» Posted By MJ On 08.20.2013 @ 8:06 pm
are you off your rocker? she asked grandma.
oh, whoops, i afraid i am, dear. would you help me up, please?
she held out both her hands, but didn’t grab onto hers and raise her up. she held her grandmother’s arms, gently, careful not to squeeze too hard, careful not to bruise or break.
» Posted By MJ On 05.16.2013 @ 10:54 am
group of crows
killing with malice aforethought
no inspiration to be had here. just a bad thing that happens, or birds.
» Posted By MJ On 02.02.2013 @ 2:50 pm
No thank you, not interested with having them in my head.
Done now what next?
» Posted By Mj On 01.09.2013 @ 11:05 pm
The soul leaves at night
climbs up onto the roof in her nightdress
and she straddles the ridge
and sings wildsong
about places far away
about places she will never go.
» Posted By MJ On 12.06.2012 @ 12:22 pm
everything is an object. the things on your desk, the litter on the road, the people living on this world. what, you don’t think YOU’RE an object? no. you’re a living thing, with mechanisms and patterns, programmed to run new programs at different parts at your life, eventually reaching the end of your code. you are delusional if you don’t think of people as machines, objects.
» Posted By MJ On 12.02.2012 @ 3:29 pm
The locals lived their life peacefully..they grew their own crops, and raised their own animals. There was a sense of community among them, and the entire place was like a
» Posted By MJ On 11.27.2012 @ 4:42 am
ROAR goes the beast inside me. ROAR you must write, ROAR that idea of yours is good, ROAR it would be loved, ROAR, a tale to share, a tale worth sharing. the ROAR is right. the ROAR must be written.
» Posted By MJ On 11.09.2012 @ 7:38 pm
There is something primal in all of us. Something primal when we see the babies of others. It is connectedness. It’s an unreal feeling that we are part of great web we don’t quite understand. It is mystery and beauty, truth and ugliness.
» Posted By MJ On 09.30.2012 @ 8:14 am
I flex my feet to undo the kinks of the day. I sit on my butt and flex them as I watch tv and then I refuse to flex my brain any longer because it’s what I’ve done all day and I can stand it anymore more.
» Posted By MJ On 09.08.2012 @ 8:12 am
he’s my other half, though it bothers me i think about him so much. i don’t feel independent as much. maybe he’s my other half in the sense that i’ve given part of myself to him. i used to enjoy solitude and thrive in it, but for the first time ever, i need someone else.
» Posted By MJ On 08.21.2012 @ 7:54 pm
grand openings. ribbon cuttings with oversized scissors.
funerals. blacks, veils, silence, cries.
eclipses. sunglasses and heads tilted back.
» Posted By MJ On 08.19.2012 @ 7:22 pm
there is a method to the madness. write constantly, make it mean something, don’t start at the beginning if that doesn’t work for you, just start somewhere, don’t use words other than “said” to follow dialogue very often. these are just several methods, but not everyone follows them.
» Posted By MJ On 07.31.2012 @ 1:54 pm
railroads in the forest in dreams. railroads in japan, shinkansen. railroads on stadium, went off the other day, amtrak, arms go up, on you go then.
» Posted By MJ On 07.03.2012 @ 7:43 pm
the crust of the earth is full of people
sounds like the sound of the bread breaking
» Posted By mj On 06.28.2012 @ 8:36 pm
Go to bat in another state.
I said, pick a side.
But . . .
just not the side you’re on.
This doesn’t make any sense.
» Posted By MJ On 06.11.2012 @ 7:33 pm
I went into a room, in which there were many people I did not know. I talked about some things, and some of those things were things I expected to talk about about. Some of the things other people talked about surprised me. There was a topic.
» Posted By MJ On 06.08.2012 @ 10:46 pm
Grind, the daily grind, grind some coffee beans for me, wake me up, I’m sick of this job. I’d like to take his head and. Stop violent thoughts, engage in hedonism, quiet the grinding impulse to.
» Posted By MJ On 06.07.2012 @ 12:19 pm
transformation, trans means from, i think. i’m not sure. latin prefix. not greek. i’m pretty sure i’m not sure about that. form, what you are, your being, you, soul, body, mind.
» Posted By MJ On 05.27.2012 @ 2:29 pm
the most populous species on the planet, millions of species, even. humans are outnumbered by ants alone. there are shiny black beetles, butterflies with stained glass wings, praying mantises that prefer to wait and pounce to eat.
» Posted By MJ On 05.14.2012 @ 1:06 pm
how do you conjugate this word in the past tense? lent? lended? i’m not entirely sure. it’s a strange word. sounds like a weak verb, though, not strong.
what has life lent you?
» Posted By MJ On 05.12.2012 @ 5:56 pm
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disappointment tastes like poptarts without frosting, like the english-style ale with the label decorated with a woman in a corset, full and fleshy pushing outward, tastes like the self-hatred one feels when they didn’t go out today to do what needs to be done. it tastes like right now.
» Posted By MJ On 05.07.2012 @ 4:59 pm