The Others

sitting before you naked and crying a baby alone in a crowd its fat little fingers on short chubby arms outstretched begging strangers for love it weeps and shouts it cries and it screams, but its pleas go unnoticed as the herd rushes round the yard you run for the infant heart pounding faster and […]

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Terrorists?

Call me Ishmael call me Mohammed Call me the son of the wind And the sand I am the boogeyman Used to scare your children Since the dark ages I’ve been the dark one Looming around the corner And now I am your neighbor Call me rebel Call me cowboy Call me salt of the […]

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Metaphysics of Hate

In between here and there Between the before and after In the land Of never Reside the souls of those waiting to be born They have no idea what is coming These people in waiting No CNN metaphysical to forewarn Else none may ever come And zombies would walk the land Like lawyers and real […]

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Deplorable State

I am a straight white man in ‘Murica oppressed and disenfranchised robbed of my birthright my manifest destiny has been stolen by lesbians and Mexicans and academics with their scams ’bout the environment My people used to rule not like “metallica rules dude” we actually ruled voting rights property rights the best jobs all ours […]

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Libertaria Chp 2

Opening Night The thermostat read 90º, which would be fine if not for the 80% humidity making it feel like they were standing in an open air sauna, fully dressed, surrounded by fat people. The fact that it was 7pm and still this hot only made the situation more irritating. Jake mopped his forehead with […]

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The Libertarian Confederation of America, Chp. 1

Prologue: A House Divided Render unto Ceaser that which is Ceaser’s, and unto God that which is God’s. – Matthew 22:21 In the year 2024, upon the election of California Senator Juanita Rosario of the Green Party to the office of President of the United States, old political divides came to a head. The largely […]

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The Pool

Jerome Peabody, Fund Manager Jerome Peabody drove his pooh brown SUV out of his 2 car garage, and down the short driveway, turning right onto Mason St. The garage couldn’t really fit 2 cars because of this oversized vehicle, but Jerome lived alone, so that wasn’t a problem. Though this fact made the oversized vehicle […]

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Maria

Joseph turned off the television and tossed the remote aside. He sat there on the bed, looking at the blank screen for a few moments, I haven’t watched TV for years, and still there’s not a single thing on. How is that possible? Shaking his head, he slid off the plush bed and walked over […]

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Do Not Enter

Joseph looked around the hotel room, checking to see if he left anything behind. Where’s my picture? Oh, right, Maria has it. He gave one last look, wishing he could just stay here, and headed for the door. The hallway was comfortably lit by rows of lights running across the top of the walls, all […]

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Joseph

There was very little he could do about the fact that he was alone, in the rain, with the wind smacking him in the face like an angry woman, repeatedly. His entire wardrobe, 3 pairs of pants, 4 shirts, and 2 jackets, were currently on his body which made the experience somewhat less spirit killing. […]

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Cop Poetry

Sheriff Brown is the central character of the Claire Creek stories. Although no one character other than the town itself appears in every story, every primary character interacts with the Sheriff at some point during the series. His symbolic role as the executer of the social contract in Claire Creek makes him the symbol of […]

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Fishing

Sheriff Brown and Dr. Allen sat on the banks of Claire Creek fishing. Well, not so much fishing as drinking, while their poles rested on a pair of rocks at their feet, lines dangling in the water. Sheriff Brown dropped his empty can of Guinness back into the cooler and pulled out a fresh one, […]

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Jacob Daniels, the last

LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF JACOB DANIELS 06/06/06 I, Jacob Morris Daniels, being of sound mind and body do declare this to be my last will and testament. To my son, Adam, I leave my Mustang Convertible. You helped me rebuild the engine so it is rightfully yours. I also leave you, in trust, the […]

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Hallelujah

They rode in silence for a few minutes, the geriatric car slowly climbing the dark mountain road. Headlights illuminating ochre rock spires to their right. In the distance to their left could be seen the lights emanating from Claire Creek; traffic lights blinking, kitchen lights winking on for late night snacks, cars swiftly maneuvering about […]

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