The Picnic of a Lifetime

i believe that some day i will die. i hope that it is not while i am asleep peacefully for i have lived my life and i would like to know when the curtains are being drawn as i go. we are only given one death and i don't want to waste mine while i sleep. when i pass away my family and friends will morn. people will come from afar to visit and see me. but if it shall happen sooner than later this is how i want it to unfold..... ...

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A Friend in Need

‘A friend in need is a blasted nuisance’ – so goes the corrupted version of the saying. What the phrase in its original form does is to turn this colloquialism around. ‘A friend in need is a friend indeed’ is a statement that the ones who stand by you in times of trouble are those whom you can truly regard as friends. With this in mind I failed a good friend completely through self-interest when I was needed, and t...

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Breaking Four Olds

Breaking the Four Olds     The storm of ‘breaking the four olds’ covered all the villages of the Maidian People’s Commune. The Red Guards went everywhere to break the ‘four olds’, tearing all the paintings except Chairman Mao’s smashing all the chinaware that was painted or even had patterns and collecting all the books, except Chairman Mao’s works, and throwing them in the fire. ...

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I shall not live in vain

I lugged my pile of books up the twisting stairs and down the dark hallways until I reached the entrance to the library. It was the old library, built sometime in the early nineteen hundreds and named after a Walters, who was a legacy of the school. At that moment, I had no concern for the heritage of the library. I was too wrapped up in my latest thesis and needed to finish my twenty page paper as soon as possible. I always took refuge in the ...

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True Luxuries. [continued]

    We were walking out of class. We, was Sarah and I.     “Cowboy boots! Who wears cowboy boots, honestly?”     “Right? Maybe the Wells Fargo carriage picks him up after classes.”     We laughed, and we paused. The sidewalk ended here, splitting in two directions. One was the parking lot. That was my route, and on the lucky days it was hers too. The other l...

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one by one - prologue

Five small wooden figurines sat atop a shelf. Each one was a small carving of an animal, pig, bear, fox, snake and a monkey. The shelf was nailed into the stones of the basement. With a chilling creek the basement door opened to let false light in. The shadowy figure clomped his way down the stairs, each one moaning in protest. He approached the shelf and studied the tiny figurines before placing another next to the monkey. It was a horse, i...

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Woman's Power

A pale moon rose in the night sky, shining down on the rippling waters below. A small river cut through a wide valley, running smoothly over rock and earth. A figure bathed nude in the river, basking in the feel of cool water on her skin, and in the silver glow of the moon. She stood in the water, golden hair clinging to golden skin, the river’s tears sliding down her back. She lifted her arms over her head, her breasts lift...

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Useless

Useless---By Christina Workman “You work hard…all day and I do nothing! I don’t work. I…sit around..sit around all day doing nothing. I’M USELESS!!!” He lay beside her stroking her long brown hair. That is one of the many things he loved about her. She had had these so called “hissy-fits” when they were together before. This time around was different. He was making an attempt to un...

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The alter ego

It was a Saturday morning, forwarding towards the afternoon. Bhaskar had his house build in the west of the eastern mountains. He had never felt the morning sun in his house. Today, he had just woken up that the call bell had rung. When he opened the door, he was handed over a letter by a postman, who appeared quite old for the job of letter delivery.   After closing the doors, Bhaskar went to his study and looked at the envelope. ...

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Jill: Chapter 5

  Chapter 5 - On the Couch      With my help Jill made herself comfortable on the couch. I propped her casted leg on a stool, stole a glance at her toes and handed her the remote control. She looked at it as if she wasn't sure what to do with it.   "What am I supposed to do now, watching TV?" she said indignantly.   "You are supposed to rest. You decide how to do that." ...

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The Struggle Continues

The Struggle Continues     After Liu was taken out of the ‘people’s team’ and declared to be the first ‘black gang’ in the commune, he was criticized and ‘struggled against’ every day.   The Cultural Revolution in the countryside began from ‘Breaking the Four Olds’, while ‘Breaking the Four Olds’ from changing the names of the villages. Usually, the n...

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When Shes Gone...

When Shes Gone... She was my friend... The best person in the world... My one and only... But she lost herself... Morgan was probally the closest thing I had to a true friend. We did everything togather back in middle school. We took eachother's books to class, and were nearly inseperable... Until she got interested in boys. I had nothing against her I had a girlfriend too. But she began to change. She just wasn't the same Morgan ...

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True Luxuries. [to be cont.]

    This is funny business, sitting in threes like broken bicycle spokes and watching the bus drive away from down the street as I sink into two minutes earlier and play back the symphony of the morning. You totally were, she said, with brass knuckle lips and an affinity for getting into the pool toes first and smiling like you know what you’re doing because you’ve done this before. I haven’t. As the wind channels...

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Dear Mom and Dad

Here's a letter to my parents I sent with my last two issues of my zine. I've never sent them anything before so I thought it'd be fun. And that's exactly why I'm posting this.     Dear Mom and Dad,   So this is what I’ve been spending my time and money on lately besides alcohol. Issue 5 is the corporate issue where I got taken over and suppressed by my fictional company Stokenbeckers. I spent most...

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Hopeless Runaway Part One

This is supposed to be a short chapter story since the chapters aren't long. For now I'll just post the first one and see what happens. Anyway this is something I thought of when I was on the edge of a nervous breakdown and needed something to keep my somewhat sane. This is what came out and I hope I made something beautiful of the negativity in my life.   "Hopeless Runaway"   Part One: "Sinking Faster, Breaking...

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Split Seconds and Poison Emotions

Shutting the door behind me, I throw the bag of groceries onto the kitchen counter and take a gulp of the Classic flavored energy drink. I was starting to think I should have gotten the Grape. Celia would be downstairs in a moment, probably to complain about me slamming the door. Frankly, I didn't care, but she acted like the door was our child, the one we never could have. It was crucial that we devoted ourselves to make this marriage work, bu...

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The Struggle Begins

The Struggle Begins     It was early autumn in 1966, at the beginning of the Cultural Revolution. In Beijing, many great events happened: on June, the first big-character poster was published in the campus of Beijing University and soon in People’s Dairy. Consequently, Chairman Mao Zedong met the more than 50 million Red Guards on Tian An Men Tower. And soon, the red guards went to streets to destroy the “Four Old&...

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Madness

Benito Giordano was my target. He had taken my family from me, so I would take the only thing he had away from him. His life. And that wasn't even worth a damn thing. I tracked him down to some dirty little club on the lower east side called the Gray Den. I walked right in. I couldn't believe my luck when Benny didn't even recognize me. He had killed my family, and he had no idea who I was. I lured him out of that crack house with the ...

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The Archer of Paran

The Archer of Paran By Josprel Chapter One    The Wilderness of Paran was a wild place. Bounded on three sides by mountains some 4000 feet high, its limestone tableland reached upward some 2000 to 2,500 feet.  Consisting of rolling, gravelly plains it was graced with only a few springs of mostly impure water.      The Wady el Arish – River of Egypt – also flowed ...

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the prostitute of abidjan

  The Prostitute of Abidjan.                    She called on him from a dark alley; a narrow passage within the forsaken labyrinth of urban architecture.  She was like a princess, giving light to darkness.  She stood, beneath the glow of worldly desires, and sang the sweet song of the abandoned.  It was as if she was cryi...

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