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What does it take for the heathen in squalor to adopt a more vivacious life? Obviously, the answer is neither Jesus nor Buddha. Not for our filthy gentile here.
Marketing survival: Murder 2.0
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Monthly Archives: October 2010
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PROSE
Merlin’s beard! Nobody mentioned that the Hogwarts castle has a crystal ball stored somewhere within the school grounds.
Deep oceans
Summer came and went. The autumn sale collection for this year has arrived in a flash. Unfortunately, there’s nothing out there that can cover the freckles on her face.
Over the break, she, too, grew quiet. Every single day, she kept writing on quixotic endings to the story of her life, planning every age of her chapters, obsessed about the smallest stuff.
She used to glide, and now she skulks. Watching her from afar, everybody was cooing over how she eventually became this way.
Moving words
POETRY
From left to right,
You scan at me, deeper and deeper down
to the next line
of me. I got you on the head,
my first line -
You keep staring at my form
I don’t under-stand why
You don’t move
As I am slowly but surely
directing your way out.
You chose to go deeper down to the ground.
Listen to me: Don’t look at my body
I couldn’t care less about
how much I am
or why I am the way I look.
It was all written
before, they were scripted.
I am a whole new inscription.
Now go, lead your own way
to a new direction!
Take action, my reader:
[Turn to your next chapter]
Muchaluva,
Stace
Directing the director
...and, action!
I am a woman - a man-made computer.
Please use me whenever you wish, but read the signs:
(HANDLE WITH CARE)