glimpses shared by our authors
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Why do you occupy my dreams like those protestors on Wall Street? I think about you while listening to beautiful music. I am trapped in the past. In between a ... read more -
He could feel the woman from the lake calling for him. The irresistible pull to go to the ocean and return to her could not be denied. Still, there was ... read more -
has them labelled as number 4796 from the Silky Salves Collection of lipsticks. Verona has nicknamed them "The Call Girl's Delight" for the tacky, unwearable clown-make-up shade of red that ... read more -
I can no longer tolerate her depression. There; I said it. Her misery is contagious. I know that a good husband wouldn't admit to such exasperation, but I never said ... read more -
Sometimes i feel like a ticking-time-bomb. I feel like i might explode because i am always angry. No matter what. I wish i was happier. Of course if you read ... read more -
"Did I will him to disappear like that?" Dusty thought aloud. "Or was it an act of his own will, a change of heart...was he simply a mirage? An illusion ... read more -
I chose beer over coconut water just a little bit ago. That's how I roll, I guess...now, about that story... Dusty awoke in a dream, a dream within a dream. ... read more -
I woke up this morning and looked out my window and it wasn't warm or sunny. it was cold, It was the Never-Ending Cold I was used to. "Ariana! Wilson ... read more -
So, I'm alone now...sort of. Sent into exile, unsure who I really want to include or how exactly to explain what it is that's happened. To say that things have ... read more -
Where do we go when we die? When we see the light at the tunnel, does it get brighter after we die, or just flicker out? If there is in ... read more
