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A Night At the Ballet

A Night At the Ballet

A Story by ggephart


As the velvety red curtain rose over the polished black stage, I clasped my wife's gloved hand in excitement. She in her finest gown and silk shaw..
How I Ruined the Best Relationship I've Ever Had.com

How I Ruined the Best Relationship I've Ever Had.c..

A Story by ggephart


Hi, this is Greg. Thank you all for visiting my blog and for listening to my side of the story. I know that since Stacy and I broke up a few wee..
The Band

The Band

A Poem by ggephart


Tippy & the Cows? What about Silent Banshee? Mental Floss. I like Kiki & the Bitchettes. Medusa & the Snakes? The C..
The Nanny

The Nanny

A Poem by ggephart


“Alright, runt. Let's get your little a*s dried off,” she says from the lid of the toilet as she puts her cigarette out on..
The Dare

The Dare

A Story by ggephart


As I walked up the steps to the stage a deep, uncontrollable fear gripped my mind. I approached the microphone as if it was an electric chair and ..
Fork

Fork

A Poem by ggephart


Another persona poem.
Toilet

Toilet

A Poem by ggephart


We were writing persona poems for my creative writing class.
Letter To A Dead Boy (Sometimes)

Letter To A Dead Boy (Sometimes)

A Poem by ggephart


Sometimes I miss you. A little bit, I guess. But not a whole lot. Not horribly, maybe. Not terribly. Not enough to cry into the shag rug of my be..
BAYFIELD TO BATON ROUGE (& back)

BAYFIELD TO BATON ROUGE (& back)

A Poem by ggephart


My left leg fell asleep several counties ago, my mother has already spilled her coffee on two separate occasions, and a rock is stuck in the tape..
The Roommate

The Roommate

A Poem by ggephart


The gentlest collision of china against metal causes you to freeze. You hold your breath. You pray. From the living room she calls, &..

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