Every day she waits, that queen of a desolate kingdom. Desert filled with sand of a thousand years, no flower blooms there anymore. Stone walls, built high, and years pass by turning walls into fields of sand, empty and forgotten. As the sun sets on her desert she cannot remember the walls, but beyond them [...]
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[ This is an old bit of creative writing I originally wrote on September 9, 2005, but just recently found it. I hope you enjoy it. ] I am high above the houses, peering across my neighborhood at the people small enough to be G.I. Joe toys. Up here the roofs look like ant hills, [...]
Readers, I beg your attention for one moment, while I soliloquize loquacious on this finest of topics. For has their ever been a more apt sign of manliness than this hairy friend? A man may be brawny and wise, but without these gifts of nature a man may still only be seen as a boy. [...]
A solemn silence, as of the funeral mourners before a long foreseen eulogy. We all knew he would die. But as the clock strikes 2am my eyes are still awake, chasing shadows in the night.
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