Samuel Pennell : Writing

FaceBook Friends

FaceBook Friends

A Story by Samuel Pennell


My FaceBook friends have dwindledand dwindledWhat started as something like 3,000 friendshas dwindled and dwindleddown to something like 1,500And I'm ..
Ideas III

Ideas III

A Story by Samuel Pennell


We lay on our backs, atop the mountain,staring into the vast, unending expanse of skythat arches foreverWe stared up into the arc of deep heaven.Nothi..
Gnawing

Gnawing

A Story by Samuel Pennell


When I was young, I worried constantly about whether I had too soft of a life. I worried that everyone around me was tougher than I was. Thoughts inva..
The Death of Billy the Kid

The Death of Billy the Kid

A Story by Samuel Pennell


What would I say to Billy the Kid before I shot him?
Indian Spirits and Wildgrass II

Indian Spirits and Wildgrass II

A Story by Samuel Pennell


We danced around the fire, like dark silhouettesas the flames rose up to the desert heaven,hopping like little birds,and making animal soundsThe gold ..
The Titanic's Ocean Grave

The Titanic's Ocean Grave

A Story by Samuel Pennell


The crisp blue ocean rolls in, and ticklingly laps at my feet, while the grey and foggy distant shore tantalizingly hangs beyond the horizon. I look d..
The Presents Under the Tree

The Presents Under the Tree

A Story by Samuel Pennell


We are driving on Christmas DayWe drive down highways that are empty,like veins that are drained of bloodHighways that are bald, with snow gently drif..
Her Dark and Evil Beauty III

Her Dark and Evil Beauty III

A Story by Samuel Pennell


The thoughts inside my head, as I stood there, looking at her in the snow. My inner monologue.
Her Dark and Evil Beauty II

Her Dark and Evil Beauty II

A Poem by Samuel Pennell


She was dark cloud-hearted,And she possessed an evil beautyDark lashes and browsAnd of course dark brown eyes thatAnd although dark cloudswere billowi..
Ingmar Bergman I

Ingmar Bergman I

A Poem by Samuel Pennell


Dark, liquid emptinessflows through the veinsof his filmsIt floods throughtheir glass bloodstream,reaches out into their fingertips,and blossoms,like ..

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