Imagine standing backstage and hearing, moments before the curtains open, that the crowd of freshly trained marines had booed the last performers off stage. My knees would buckle. Janie Thompson ... [+]
It was going to be a good day,
my Horoscope said so.
The sun was out and the air was
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It was twenty minutes before the start of class on the first day of my first year of college.
California. The land of opportunity. Maybe not completely accurate, but for a gay kid like me, it was
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Writing is like unraveling a knot. It always seems to turn out that the twistiest jumbles are easiest to pick apart, while the simplest snarls morph into a recursion of stuck-fast loops in loops. To ... [+]
It's okay to rip flowers out
and to set fire to vines,
to pluck petals off without
counting to
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then:
one day i'll be reborn.
into a skin that has never been touched by you,
into
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She hated the way he walked.
She despised it.
Hands in pockets.
Shoulders slack.
Walking leisurely as if he didn't have a care in the world.
He had places to be.
She knew it.
He
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The molten sun melts like liquid gold over the small town. Scattered
Homes with curtains pulled
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She always stood beside me
But I never made a sound
Why stay with her, they say?
Why bothe
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Erevnitís studied the gold band that sat before him; for a ring that possessed the power of a God, it was quite plain. The fabled Elysian Ring looked worthy of a local goldsmith, not the Vulcan of ... [+]
Her POV:
Right person, wrong time was a bitch.
There he was, her best friend of the entire world, speaking in low tones with his girlfriend. They were perfect for one another. Togethe
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