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The Landlord

The landlord was tall, well-fed, his glasses quite small And he didn't have much to say at all He inspected our home and sealed all open...

Mel & Marty Dialogue

"I don't know...Maybe I am snobby". "Stop calling yourself that. I don't think you're a snob." "You don't?" "No, snobs are assholes. And...

Not a road but it sure leads somewhere

This is a dream I had that I ferociously journaled about before my eyes were fully open in order to create this story. The road...

Stoplights - a poem

I used to take joy in crossing against the light rushing to beat moving cars as if I had somewhere to be walking quickly, eyes straight...

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