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Monthly Archives: November 2008
Nov
19
2008
Blood Soldier
By Jennifer Williams
There, upon the sea of death
I saw the soldier come
Clad in the blood of those who fell
Upon his malicious sword
And in his eyes a frightful tone
Of dark deep cruel dreams
And by my word I swear to you
That as I watched him thus
He gazed at me with crimson eyes
And an overpowering strut
He came upon [...]
Nov
19
2008
Brain Fuzz
By Nicole Badiali
Dreamlike webs collect each day
Preparing for another grim reaping
In those hours I’ll lay jaded
Before I wonder if I’m even sleeping
Is it the nightmares I’ve been fleeing?
Or do these nice scares come stampeding
Bittersweet evenings with no real meaning
Story of my life when I’m not sleeping
Sleepless hours sizzle to my demise
This new power tickles at [...]
Nov
19
2008
Desperate Measures
By Megan Neal
           I watched her drop to her knees like somebody had stolen her bones. She knelt there with a dumb-struck look on her face, the look of a deer in the headlights on a dark, winding road. The only movement was the tears strolling down her cheek as she stared out into the oblivion. [...]
Nov
19
2008
Digging Deeper into Hell
By Jennifer WilliamsÂ
I’m digging deeper every day
Where sweat and blood inlay
It is my grave
I’m creeping closer to the edge
I turn my gaze unto the ledge
The plunder I do dread
I smooth my way across thin ice
Until my weight will suffice
In its womb I’ll lie
How much longer will I run
Until this masquerade be done?
What is just?
How much [...]
Nov
19
2008
I Am Alone
By Christy SpecaÂ
I am alone. I wander through a maze of people;
I am surrounded by crowds everywhere I go.
I am in the midst of many people, but I am not one of them.
I am alone.
I am called a social butterfly.
My memory contains more stories and secrets than my
Mouth can share. I am alone.
People track me [...]
Nov
19
2008
In the Life of a Tree
By Tatyana SumakovaÂ
What is in a tree?
But beauty in and of itself,
Only time can tell what it has seen,
The light that sins and gives life away,
Throughout the day things begin to play,
Squirrels chase one another in glee,
And birds chirp away,
As the day goes on and things begin to fray,
And children come home from play,
A young [...]