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Instinctively Everything Clashes

Instinctively Everything Clashes

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


"The opposite of love is not hate, it is apathy." The most deadly illness of the past 100 hundred years as been apathy. The media and all governmen..
Hell Loves Me

Hell Loves Me

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


This is how it feels in hell. Though we all know how it feels. Life is hell, love is hell, it's all hell... oh hell.
Be Yourself, Become Cultured and Then Escape.

Be Yourself, Become Cultured and Then Escape.

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


Inspired by Badlands and The Outsiders. The image is of Martin Sheen as Kit in Badlands, imitating a scarecrow. Like a ghost stranded in the wrong t..
The Untimely Self Alienation of Myself

The Untimely Self Alienation of Myself

A Story by Mr. Revan


The time if fast approaching, for me to take the reigns of life. I have learned, and grown, and learned again, the didfficulties of life. My life is e..
Too Late

Too Late

A Story by Alexandra Elizabeth


"We run and run and soon enough, we run into nightfall. "
Life-Jackets Instead of Angel Wings

Life-Jackets Instead of Angel Wings

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


Eyes to the sea. Escape is out there somewhere like our dreams. Memories leave pieces of ourselves behind in the places where those memories were made..
Our Own Worst Enemy (But a Strait-Jacket Doesn't Fit the World)

Our Own Worst Enemy (But a Strait-Jacket Doesn't F..

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


We all hate most interruptions, yet we're all happy wasting time with things like the internet. There is nothing wrong in being different but all thes..
Prelude

Prelude

A Chapter by Lynne Heffner Ferrante


Just a hint before the beginning of the story...
well...the salmon was good

well...the salmon was good

A Poem by Anna Auel


Weddings: wheeling and dealing with the bride( the bride’s family the bride’s friends thebride’sthegroom’sthebride’s)..
perfect geometry

perfect geometry

A Poem by dontdigonswine


My soul is spiraling starsAnd as far as I can seeThey all come from the same mother sunYou've broken me offA million splintered bonesClinging to gravi..
Extant (Excerpts)

Extant (Excerpts)

A Story by Nostalgicc


Exercise in diction that has writhed and squealed in such a way that I feel like actually expanding it into a full-fledged novella.
The Population of This Town

The Population of This Town

A Story by M Bonet


Pretty people. The city was full of pretty people. And Rob had never thought much about pretty people.
A Burning Ember On My Tongue

A Burning Ember On My Tongue

A Stage Play by Gil-nam Moon


Life used to be an endless party, but things got complicated. Quickly.
No More Hilton

No More Hilton

A Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman Bey


A primitive anarchist longing

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