Category Archives: hurled

avoidance2, usually a place you go

Posted on February 18, 2013 by ophelia

2010 ReWrite Version 2  Fear is what comes at us during the strangest times. u should know this, soulless coward. u sold your integrity & now, not even the dark wired fences outside, nor the threatening trespassing signs- which only further encourage curious … Continue reading →

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Love Addict

Posted on August 12, 2012 by ophelia

Kristen Dushong; 27 years old, two boys to take care of. She is the girl next door who sneaks a smoke outside your garage. She is simple and beautiful with a (small) hint of exotic. Long natural hair, never colored.  … Continue reading →

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uncertain transition chambers

Posted on February 8, 2011 by ophelia

No broken bones or bruises, but how would I know? Maybe a stream of blue powder was released into my face, like in that one episode of Fringe, with the doll, the nametag, the suspicious packaging, and the hee-hee-hee that … Continue reading →

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scattered apart

Posted on January 20, 2011 by ophelia

The air is dormant. As soon as I notice my desire, a limit is drawn. Attempts to cross it are closer to an ongoing love affair with unconquerable wars in the Taliban than they are to a flirtatious gesture. Every … Continue reading →

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