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Editorial Decision“Edward, you LEECH!”Editorial Decision
“You’re a stinking DOG, Jacob!”
Then the two fell upon each other, snarling and biting, ripping at each others’ clothes, then flesh. Jacob was the first to clutch Edward’s penis and slide it into his mouth, chomping down. Edward followed suit, grasping Jacob’s—“
I tossed the manuscript on my desk before I tossed my cookies. This was hopeless. This was also the best work I’d received yet for the newspaper writing contest. I rubbed my eyes, trying to think up yet another new, p
by *RalfMaximus
when i was seven.(when i was seven) my math teacher told my mom i was disturbed.when i was seven.
i didn't know what exactly that meant
but i thought maybe it was because i read
too much about russia, and time
travel, and fairies, and oxygen, and Poe. maybe because i was best-friends-forever-and-for-always with the blind kid who didn't brush his hair very much. or maybe because i told my gym teacher i had lupus so i didn't have to play floor-hockey. she told me once that maybe i should read some nice books about Henry the rabbit and his
journey to the moon (which i knew &
by *nighttimebeautiful
Held CaptiveWhile she left to use the restroom, Rosco ordered them a plate of biscuits and two glasses of sweet tea. “I’ll get that right out,” the waiter said. He paused and then added, “I’m being held here against my will.” Then he left to get the sweet tea.Held Captive
“He’s cute,” Marietta said when she sat down. “He’s being held captive here.” “What?” “I don’t know,” Rosco said honestly. “He just took my order and said he was being held here against his will.” They watche
by *tetemeko
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
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I am a gunfight in a mirror factory
I hope you find lots of internet cafes.
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
Always great inpirations to me Alec.
Loads of cafes, loads of coffee's
All overpriced.
Gah.
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I am a gunfight in a mirror factory
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
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