The Power Within Us
The Power Within Us
A new year had come. No big fireworks, no bright laughter, not even a small piece of cake: an odd new year.
Fiction
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Eight Barred Rocks - Prologue
The first chapter of a story I've been writing.
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Detective Lives
Blood was splattered violently along the walls of a long, dark, cold, ally way. In the back left corner of it was two trash bins over flowing with garbage; untouched by any man for weeks.
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Red
When I was first brought into the boathouse, the outside world was different. The rowers were different, the clothes they wore were different, the oars they used were different, and the waters of the lake were clearer.
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Ordinary Brush
~Don’t be a Mark~
The Girl
I saw her today and stopped her.
She has brown eyes. She is the best. My best friend, QQQ-1239. I shifted uncomfortably in front of her.
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Wisps of Sunshine
The floorboard creaks as I tiptoe to my seat, eager to watch the first time children meet.
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Chapter One - REVISED
IZIMA
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Chapter Twenty- That of Poison and Roses
Busy.
Busy.
Busy.
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Chapter Nineteen- That of Poison and Roses
Dinner.
Dinner.
Dinner.
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Chapter Eighteen- That of Poison and Roses
This.
This.
This.
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Chapter Seventeen- That of Poison and Roses
Messy.
Messy.
Messy.
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Day In The Life of a Getaway Driver
BONG. BONG. BONG. Three o'clock and all's well, I thought, peering out the front windshield of taxi 38, the black-and-yellow 2018 Toyota I've been carting New Yorkers around in every day for five years. Everybody knows me.