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The adoption of this ‘novel’ identity was not an instantaneous development. My efforts at compositional sophistication have been often misguided. Simplicity is key. The mot juste of a composition is ... read more -
The adoption of this ‘novel’ identity was not an instantaneous development. My efforts at compositional sophistication have been often misguided. Simplicity is key. The mot juste of a composition is ... read more -
The windows fog with the breath of familiar altitude the static whispers of the chit-chattering multitudes lays waste to a quiet evening—dead long ago like visions of cerulean spring—a product ... read more -
them more. Well, not all of that's true, but for the most part yes. Going back to what I was talking about. I told him that I would be really ... read more -
11-29-10 (monday) I felt sick this morning, not like a "I'm sick of my life" sick, but a legitimate ill feeling. My head hurt, my eyes hurt, and I felt ... read more -
Jamie. ... I don't know what to write. For some reason I'm angry at you, the more I read that letter the angrier I get. How DARE you criticize my ... read more -
They left the dog alone in the cold and the rain. The dog did not like to be left alone. The dog liked it when there were people around. He ... read more -
Time Travel By DropDeadRomantic Preface "Sasha, get off that damn computer right now!" I snapped out of my computer induced haze to glare at my mother, who was yelling from ... read more -
I hand it to her and she finds the word, pretendin' that the red on her face is only from the heat. That smirk on Mary ain't there no longer, ... read more -
I try not to think of God and Heaven too much. Even when I read the Holy Book I try to pay no attention to the words on the pages. ... read more
