

JenouisJenouis crawled through the moss that bled muddy water beneath her hands, towards the fluty joviality. Piping through the woods was a melody that cooed her down past the stream she wondered about years ago (how did the water taste. so clear you could breath beneath it I bet. it carries the colors out of the rocks and it all runs a tantinted clear on cloudy days) and into the mossy underbrush where she crawled about now, filthying her smart frills along the path only mushroom and truffle hunters dare take. Flutes and strings of an unidentifiable sortment pulled through the branches and ran over her, causing her several unfortunate run-ins withJenouis


Dusty TrailI've got to move away babe because my waist wont go in any further because I want to find Nazi carvings on a rock (they were everywhere you know)Dusty Trail
because I've become allergic to heat because my eyes hurt in the sun because they deployed my unit (yes, I am in a unit)
because you cannot see the stars in Columbia anymore because I've gotten the travel itch and cabin fever and gone stir crazy (because I can't quit you on my own) I've got to move away, babe


The Frank Confusion of Tam"We removed your appendage." Tam was very confused at this statement, that he heard not so much in front of him, or any direction for that matter, but in the back of his head. Upon opening his eyes Tam found to his great surprise that he was in a hospital. This was not like any hospital Tam had seen before, very full of metal, warm and soft metal. His bed, in fact, was like metal yet like the ads for those foam beds on the telly, it conformed to the shape of his body, relieving all the stress caused by metal spring mattresses. Quite modern. Tam thought. Straightening himself as someone with two wooden legs might, he took in more oThe Frank Confusion of Tam


ArchesOld man leans on a wall outside a hotel. Hes smoking a cigarette and dressed in jeans and a suit jacket.Arches
Nobody mentioned the star, her costume fanning on the floor and lipstick bleeding down her chin. Nobody said a word as the stage call sounded, nobody knew, really. She was sixteen, pretty with those pouted lips, and a body like glass. If a girl were a drink, shed be mine. But she was nobodys really, but everybody wanted to be her business. The stage hands hassled her with notes, sometimes chocolate gifts, little silver trinkets that they probably stole from their girlfriends, wives, mothers, and they woke her
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"like robin's eye inside my vajayjay? LIKE A LOTUS FLOWER OF LOVE?" - ^opioid May 31, 2008Nice devID by the way.
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Advanced critique for hardcore writers.
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Suggest a Lit DD today!
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Boldly you speak, less boldly you act,
Bragi, the bench-ornament:
If you are angry, come out and fight,
A hero should feel no fear.
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