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Show Etiquettes With Your Electronic CigaretteA Story by Socialites ZeroWell done! So you have switched from the analogs I mean traditional cigarettes and have stepped into the vast world of vaping. |
The GIrl with the Pink UmbrellaA Story by Andy RuffettSometimes love is just standing under a pink umbrella. |
NevermoreA Poem by Limitality"haiku traditionally consist of 17 on, or sounds, divided into three phrases: 5 sounds, 7 sounds, and 5 sounds. Haiku poetry has evolved ovver time, a.. |
Cigarette's BalconyA Chapter by MichelaIt was 23 degrees. I was sitting on a camping chair on a balcony on the Upper East Side in a tank top. Happy New Year. Where was my jacket? I l.. |
OccupiedA Poem by Robert RonnowAs a boy, I'd find my fathersitting in the pitch dark living room,cigarette aglow, as I'd passfrom my bed to the bathroom.Did the boy consider, at tha.. |
Ulzana's RaidA Poem by Robert RonnowIn Ulzana's Raid,the Native- and European-American concepts of property ownershipand rightsare incompatible and irresolvable. McIntoshhad no illusions.. |
Marines Call to Say HelloA Poem by Robert RonnowMarines call to say hello,impress. I'm over 35 but my boys19. They could go: Hide!One moment spent tying a shoe,another dying, gunshot wound or poison.. |
Chapter One: MenaceA Chapter by LifesNotKindIt's a pitch black night. Cool air and the smell of exhaust crowd the air. Cracked blacktop and an open road lie ahead. It's quiet out here sitting on.. |
ChainsmokerA Poem by SavyNessI really did love you but you're a chainsmoker and I was just another cigarette. |
tonightA Poem by Patricia Williamscigarette smoke and perfumea loveless affairpassionless whirlwindssickly sweet and burntgoing through the motionsdrowning our feelings with each other.. |
24/7 AsphaltA Story by PercySomething I wrote on a napkin sitting cold, tired and bored at a empty laundry mat |
-my hands weren't as steady as hers.A Poem by Cait SimmsI watched her pull the cigarettefrom her mouth.We sit together in silenceas I watched the smoke drift from the end of the pleasure that was wedged bet.. |
Cigar PackA Poem by S.FShe held on to a faith too highWhile he held out his salary to buyHis monthly load of smoke and dustA few bottles that would kiss him drunkAnother wee.. |
such a b***h she wasA Poem by maryjaneabout a hysterical woman in unrequired love |
ShotgunA Poem by VertoAtrumInhale, Exhale, strongly, A gentle lift, Tilting to meet you, Breathe your sorrow into me Exhale, slowly, a venomous cloud, Sliding down my th.. |
Earl GreyA Story by Mirjana IlicA man sits almost alone in a cafe smoking a cigarette which brings up some more or less purposefully forgotten memories. |
Nights Not DiscussedA Story by Mirjana IlicNight time activities, which may or may not be, better kept secret. |
Scene.IIA Story by youngtommyoo.oo.oo |