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Nothing Really Bothers HerHe looked over at the face on the pillow next to his. Her eyebrows were slanted, there was moisture gathering in her tear ducts, lines were forming in places that were usually smooth. She was frowning.Nothing Really Bothers Her
“What’s wrong?” he asked. She paused and thought for a moment about her life and the world. She was not happy. “Nothing,” she said.
The End.
by ~readytofly
The Mucus Army I was less than three feet tall. To further complicate matters, I was badly nearsighted, thereby rendering most human faces completely inaccessible. I learned to identify people by features closer to my eye line. My mother always had the faintest sliver of stomach peeking out from the bottom of her shirts. My father’s pants all had the same crooked horizontal crease at the knees from being folded and stuffed into overcrowded drawers. My kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Mohip – a name I’ll probably die without ever learning to spell properly – had an ever-present bruise on her left shin from attempting to cross her legs beneath her desk,The Mucus Army
by ~readytofly
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- Current Residence: Glen Ellyn, IL
- Interests: Reading, writing, eating, sleeping
- Favourite movie: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
- Favourite band or musician: Limozeen
- Favourite genre of music: Ya know.
- Favourite artist: Derrick Robertson, Steve Dillon
- Favourite poet or writer: Alan Moore
- Favourite photographer: The one outside my window
- Favourite style of art: Zap!
- Operating System: XP
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- Shell of choice: Half-shell. Turtle power!
- Wallpaper of choice: Ninjas eating tacos.
- Skin of choice: My mother's! I mean, YOUR mother's! ... damn.
- Favourite game: Warcraft 2
- Favourite gaming platform: Atari 2600. Heck yes.
- Favourite cartoon character: The Cheat
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December is here, and the year is nearly over. In just a couple of weeks we'll be heading into a new year full of promise. May the final weeks of 2004 be full of joy, peace, and hope for the new year!
HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!
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Happiness, by
The Interview, by
Rusting Bridges of Suburbia, by
So, I did some peruzing, and earthed up these three pieces.
Happiness is beautiful in its own simplicity, and has a subtle kick to it that I find lacking in a lot of reading these days.
The Interview is an interesting little for-the-stage piece that I found myself cracking up over, all over the place. There's some great humor and dialogue going on here, as well as some great subtle toss-ins for the actors to experiment with. Something I would love to see performed.
While Rusting Bridges of Suburbia might be a little ho-hum subject-wise, the rhythm and control of meter that ~ honestbrutality has accomplished here is impeccable. It takes a lot of practice and a lot of control of vocabulary to get a good rhythm in a slam piece these days, and it's done beautifully here.
Get writing, fuckos. *jesusbite
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