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Julia Childs' / marble counter-top is now / used as her headstone
8:47 PM Oct 14th
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The spider, unable to live a life buffeted by the cruel winds of fate and the dark rains of circumstance, hung himself on a silk thread.
5:08 PM Sep 29th
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Mr. Steel sparked Ms. Flint's interest. What followed was a romance that consumed everything around them.
12:33 AM Sep 18th
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At the Bibliotheca Alexandria the head librarian fumed. One scroll constantly remained overdue. It was never returned; "Incendia Salus."
7:56 PM Sep 13th
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They warred with and ate neighboring villagers. Prayed to tentacled gods. Come morning, they will not remember the programmer's retreat.
8:12 PM Sep 4th
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Miles into the fog. "I think we're going in circles." she offered. "Really?" he squinted. "Yes. See? That's the same body we dropped off."
7:14 PM Sep 3rd
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The natives warned him about the ticks. But not that they were two feet long. Weighed down, immobile, his juicy insides frenzied them.
6:35 PM Aug 23rd
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Ed only has other people's memories. From other times. Nazi guards. Spanish inquisitors. Mafia hit-men. He acts them out, one by one.
3:58 PM Aug 23rd
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Skipping from the bar, his inhibitions were gone, his mask was off. So were his clothes. Robin never felt this free when Batman was alive.
6:47 PM Jun 13th
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He closed his eyes. Finally, a moment to himself. No more nagging, expectations, orders, commands. Then his co-pilot shook him awake.
6:37 PM Jun 13th
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Kids screamed and cried, blood trailing from fresh bite wounds. Parents scurried them out of the petting zoo, wiping off the rabies foam.
6:17 PM Jun 13th
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(New work up on @, plus recent new work on @, @, and @. And @ a while ago.)
10:17 AM Jun 13th
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(Zombie Haiku) Circle of zombies / kick around a hippie's head / as a hacky-sack
7:17 PM Jun 9th
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Tantalus toiled / his office retirement / always out of reach
11:49 AM Jun 9th
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News of razors / with five-blade cartridges / excited skinheads
11:36 AM Jun 9th
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Slop. Yet another lifeless cafeteria lunch. Tina stared down at her grim overcooked meal. "That's it," she declared. "I'm becoming a chef."
3:34 PM Jun 7th
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Ryan was stuck. "Write what you know," his editors told him. They didn't know his next novel is about a serial killer. He sharpened his ax.
3:30 PM Jun 7th
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Easy, easy. One step at a time. The tightrope walker paused, balancing. Hurry up! said his wife. At this rate, we'll never leave the house!
10:50 AM Jun 5th
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The silence ached. He startled awake to the sound of a pin drop. Cascading to the floor, the rest of the sewing kit sounded like war.
3:17 PM Jun 2nd
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Stan flipped on the radio. After the news, he heard on the oldies station Paul Simon's "Fifty Ways to Leave Your Lover." He took notes.
3:13 PM Jun 2nd
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- Name Peter Keller
- Location Seattle
- Bio Taking a stab at writing poetry and fiction that is short, sharp, and crudely constructed. Like a prison knife.
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