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Untitled, Amy Wolf
He Was Shot And Killed, Alycia Gregory
It's Never One-Sided, Brian P. Howard
It's Never One-Sided, Brian P. Howard
The Angle
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"Every time Gordon exits that dingy little pornography theater, he extinguishes his scorpion-red cigarette with the butt of his left palm. 'Remember that pain the next time you want to give into sin,' Gordon usually mumbles in an effort to reproach his spontaneous and fleeting immorality. interestingly he feels no guilt when he enters it, but instead relishes in anticipation of the flesh-indulging sin screen. It's like being back in the tenth grade all over again when Gordon and Tommy Baker would sneak into the high school basement to …
Like A Candle Flame…, Daniel Jones
Dying Sunset, Cheryl Schmidt
Don't Let Go…, Angela Jenkins
The Daily Quest, Debby James
Another Level, William Boatwright
Untitled, Melissa Wisniewski
The Elevator, Daniel Jones
All Alone In The Night, John P. Parungao
All Alone In The Night, John P. Parungao
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"Why am I here? Alone in the dark, outside and separate. Is it supposed to be this way? Sometimes I have to wonder, because no matter how hard I try I remain cold and alone. Am I a dark angel cast out, forever searching for acceptance where there is none. Perhaps I'm an alien, for no matter how hard I try fail to understand the people I see everyday. Why do they fall in love? Why do they kill each other? It makes no sense to me for I …
Immortality, Michael G. M. Cornelius
Untitled, Christopher Parks
Untitled, Keith Kiedrowski
Acceptance, Alycia Gregory
Peace, Jeanne Moose
How Old Are You Now?, Chuck Mitrano
How Old Are You Now?, Chuck Mitrano
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"She struggled to her feet, mind clouded with bewilderment. It was nothing new to her. Same scene every morning or day, what ever time it was when she came to. It became her routine- at night fade to unconsciousness feeling found, in the morning wake to the sting of reality feeling terribly lost. Today was different. Today the sting hurt more, today she needed a change. It is her birthday."
Untitled, Jill Tripp
Untitled, Michael J. Tedone
Fear Not The Night…, Jennifer L. Matt
Shooting The Shit, Brian P. Howard
Shooting The Shit, Brian P. Howard
The Angle
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"I know I could have her any time that I want and I know that she wants me even more. Don't mistake my certainty for over-confidence or a cocky sort of attitude 'cause I ain't about all that. Fact is, I can tell just by looking at a girl's eyes whether she want to bed me or not. Anyway, as if I needed to explain myself to you in the first place. You should be so lucky that I tell you anything at all. I mean, this is my …
Guilt, Jill Tripp
Never Say Good-Bye, Sarah Blake
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Untold, Dawn Whited
Somnolescence, Tom Stockley
Alone…, Lynn-Marie Bova
See With Your Heart…, Kerry Ivers
The Lonely Red Motel, Kristal Kunzer