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  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    My head against the window, colored light beyond, and rust untouched on quiet streets. These closing eyes inside my head, rewrite Reality. Just me among these seats. A midnight laneway car, this city bus A chariot of riders’ dreams, asleep in empty leather seats, in moments hushed An unse...
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    A twilight snowfall, shaken from the moon like dust upon the nightly lantern, lit. A quiet midnight visit, whispered runes below my feet, in ice, the voices quit. These striped pajamas, slippers in the snow leave reindeer footprints. Outside chilly panes a snow globe world, midnight flurry, ...
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    Broken glass and gasoline, rubber from the wheels And pop tunes playing from the station, into water Rise. Let's watch the fish, and listen to the radio A life of broken frequencies, caught by the radio Played on loop as memories, me behind the wheel. Remember fishing back in Baku? ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Walking through a neon city, spying passing someones pocketing gold pocket watches, silver chains left swinging, perhaps I’ll see a thief tonight. A thief tonight, a watch or wallet gone, a wink of neon light upon an open palm that begs, “Where-?” Walking through a maze, some dark delusion of ...
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    Connor was home on June 26th His bus was five minutes late We didn't know what to expect When he walked through the doors and was home His bus was five minutes late But to us he was late five years When he walked through the doors and was home We didn't know what to think To us...
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    The rain, the drops fall colored like Champagne With light about a bakery unspun In softened smells, of baked things in the rain On gutters, sidewalks, down umbrellas, run A shadow sprints, in bleary-eyed mystique To headlights, glazéd donut holes held dear The sugar sand stuck strong upon hi...
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    When we were young the Moon was made of cheese A star-bound scoop of Parmesan or Swiss Kissed by the Sun, three-fifty-five degrees Made molten furnace, hopeless to resist Oh how we’d drink the softened Moonlit milk Of moonlight poking through the holes we’d hewn With spoons of dream. The f...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    I flip through the stations listening for your voice. I hear soft music and mellow vocals. I hear father knocking at the door. I hear anchors reading the daily news. I hear mother calling and David weeping. I don’t hear your voice because I’m not looking because you don’t have one. I switch of...
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    There once was a time you could not have known Where the bones of today might once have flown A time where man and God did once conspire And the great terrors of the sky breathed fire Upon this time, when earth was coal to burn Is set the tale to which I shall discern Of Knight whose life of...
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    The sun rose up through the proud oaks, and for all those darling woodland animals, morning came. The Bluebirds turned their singing beaks toward the sun and smiled. The sleepy Toads threw their tongues at the sun and smiled. The Deer gave a wink and a nod and smiled. The Squirrels fluffed their bus...
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    In the morning I remembered the Lobster. The rich taste was like butter in my mouth. When I yawned the sun came pouring in, the sensation melted, the glorious flavor bloomed and vanished. I felt sick opening my eyes. My head was cooked from anxious dreams I couldn’t ever remember. I tore away the...
  • Reviews > Video game reviews
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    No one ever asked for an open-world superhero game, but with developer SuckerPunch having conjured up that and more with inFAMOUS, you can't help wonder why the heck we didn't. For inFAMOUS is an open-world game that not only understands the genre but emblazons it on its chest with pride a...
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    There’s a town in a border country. It has no name, at least not to me. It’s a paycheck for honest work. Or dishonest work. Doesn’t really matter as long as I get the tape on the box before it’s stolen away by the flow of the machine, the conveyer belt. I don’t know where it goes. I don’...
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    I just had to imagine it. Raise the blade. There we go, raise it. A little closer. A little closer. Inches away now. Keep going. Closer, closer. I can hear his heart beating. Closer. Stop. Now, just… just drag the blade across his throat. Quick! Do it! I said do it! Hell Daniel! Just hell! Do it D...
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    Twas the wait for the donuts that sent all awry The police had been drinking: the liquor was dry The badges were thrown by the Tasers with care, In hope that the pastries soon would be there The captain had gotten the numbers all wrong Three chocolate, ten jelly, it was all out of song! With...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    “How do you want me to sign it?” I ask. But Charlie’s someplace else for a moment. He stares, head unflinching, with his great blue eyes penetrating the hideous white of the bed linen, fixed on the broken ceiling lights. Some orderlies walk by us. If this was unusual behavior, they might come ...
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    Get going, action-horror gamers, those alien limbs aren’t gonna dismember themselves! Craft your unique arsenal, resist and master the elements, experience a fully realized world, and confront some of the most stubborn gameplay and underwhelming story bits you’ve ever been given. Developer Visce...
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    Nature is your bow; your wit, a sheath of arrows. You have a real bow too, if you're that type, but either way, draw back and propel yourself into this gritty, frantic, and uniquely passionate reboot of the Tomb Raider series by developers Crystal Dynamics. Some minor stutters in the plot and gam...
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    I like to think I've stood up for video games. I've told disbelieving friends that video games are interactive storytelling. I've told skeptical students that video games have plot. I've told my mom video games have impact. Now, I don't have to say any of that, not a word. I...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    People have no problem forgetting. Events can be overlooked, actions reasoned with, whole memories: discarded. People can forget about sadness, people can forget about that animal part of themselves, people can forget about themselves. Yes, people can forget, and people can forgive. But what of the...
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    I was very embarrassed when I gave my first yelp of terror playing “Amnesia: The Dark Descent.” It was the middle of the day and I was at my desk with headphones on, but for all I knew I was in the prison block of a castle, cautiously opening a door. Suddenly something emitted a hideous growl an...
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    There is a dark hour. A moment in man’s story when he is lost. A moment in my story… when I must weep. All schemed. There is no changing my story, but I may tell it. And you may listen. There is always a dark hour. My eyes are dry. Some defense in my body has postponed my tears, for s...

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