January 2012
2 posts
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To Be Read Slowly
I hope you never feel safe
with me
There’s a ghost that stands between us
once the room is free
He’s not one for malice; he tinkers in tomfoolery
So don’t let your guard wear thin
And don’t find yourself safe, with me
I hope this ghost
I can trust
I can confide in this soul all the painted words I construct
My canvas is torn
and I’ve snapped my brush
...
December 2011
1 post
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Some Sort Of Home
“This place blows” she said under a busy midnight overpass, feeding energy to two tired teens.
“I can’t wait until I flee from here, I’m never coming back past the day I turn eighteen”
His reply was met with a kiss and she held his hand tight to fight and ignite their retort’s hiss.
Their location elect and yet, the above noise excessive and...
July 2011
3 posts
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The Somnambulist's Homicide
The Somnambulist Homicide
By Alex Stanilla
I awoke to find an open drawer
And a missing knife
What an awful, dreaded dream I had
On a menacingly, macabre night
Decrepit shadows clung to walls
Depicting ugly sights
Torture serenaded the empty halls
And laughter wrought with pride
The villain’s tone was eager yet
And I knew I’d have to...
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Tattoos And Cancer
So I got a tattoo back in February. I have always been interested in tattoos and as long as I can remember I have been interested in Star Wars so I got the death star tattooed on my chest, right above my heart.
Because tattoos are still considered taboo in many workplaces I was careful to make sure I got it in a location that could be easily covered whilst working. Mostly...