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A How To Guide - How to Deal with Crippling Existential Issues. Step One - Think about them a lot. Think about them until your veins and insides wrap about each other like morning glories intertwined ‘round a metal fence. Think about them until you’re terrified to blink because what if your e... - Fiction > All FictionIn a world where people lose themselves within phones, where their names can glow brighter than any man-named star in the sky, a girl walks alone. The road is one of dust from her shoes and those of tires across a thousand miles of land, but her steps reveal certainty in the path. There is no strayi...
- Reviews > Video game reviewsToo rarely do Indie games get the recognition and praise they deserve. These hidden diamond mines are often the most unique and memorable kinds of games. So, in order to enlighten all of the gamer and non-gamer types out there, I would like to name a few Indie games I find to be highly amazing, and ...
- Reviews > Video game reviews"Welcome. To the future. It has been one hundred thousand years since I last assembled you for testing. Remember those humans you found? Because they're all fine. In fact, we solved science. Without you. Testing is simply an artistic indulgence now. The humans insisted I show you my latest...
- Poetry > Free VerseShe presses tensed hands together, imitating two frenzied young boys in a fight, landing a blow, and pools out an exhale like her very soul is floating off, suitcase full and spilling over with words she didn't say – all to give away to someone who could spin them off better on the tip o...
- Poetry > Free Verse"It's like learnin' to write," he said, Southern drawl intact. "Like learnin' to write 'bout yerself. Ain't soundin' too hard," Southern drawl falters, hands fluttering like butterflies. "Ain't soundin' too hard, but when ya go...
- Poetry > Free VerseHe's the epitome of humour, the cherry red of anger, and the dark may blue of turbulent oceans you know you'll sink under. An enigma all wrapped and ready to make you laugh; he's the present that looks the worst - a tragic Jack in the Box.. but, as he bursts free, he'll...
- Poetry > Free VerseHis Eyes are a perfect portrait of watered grass, Hands neatly folded to dignify your lost respect and Smile in perfect focus of a low-def camera – a lost boy wanting that final, maturing embrace. If you see him on the street, the solemn tread of loosened shoes can tell you He's been eve...
- Poetry > Free VerseI'd like to sleep, but you won't permit such actions. I'd rather be in the library hiding in a heap of books, somewhere in one of those sunbleached chairs - near the back, pestered by those plants, of course - reading some musty old book a kid hasn't touched since 1994 (I ...
- Poetry > Free VerseMother Earth is dying, her tears are flowing out a molten, liquid red. As a few gather around her, the most she can answer is, "Yes, I may soon be dead."...
