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U N I O N thenyoudontknowwhatthatis stories

U N I O N

Static. White noise. White House. Confusion. A king in false clothes and i am afraid of americans again.
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Hook-Ups poetry stories

Hook-Ups

The eternal scream and the gripping claw. This love, this life and subsequent absence following it.
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Prepared Response #37 breakup stories

Prepared Response #37

Is there a ghost? Because I feel something with me here.
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Prepared Response #36 stories

Prepared Response #36

During the six months following a very difficult breakup and attempting to understand what it meant or what it was to attempt to salvage what was or what could be left from a friendship I began a stra...
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A mammoth cave stories

A mammoth cave

You stumble into me. Tripping, drunk, sleep, darkness, yet you are not afraid. you owe me nothing yet still return.
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     The 

                                  first 


    time                          in      
                                    

      a                                       


                                      while. stories

The first time in a while.

I remember the day you died. So cold the air froze when you tried to breathe, "is this what it felt like?" I called my brother in San Francisco and we talked for an hour about Boogie Nights and was...
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The

Unemployment 

Office at 

night.

           

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The Unemployment Office at night.

How have I come to this place? I feel myself melt into the muddled gray of the linoleum floor. Support me now and keep me from descending into the abysmal silent scream. Surely this is no gleaming p...
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"Wave" stories

"Wave"

Then he made a distinct waving motion upon their arrival. His palm turned out in a gesture of greeting misread as a warning.
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