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THE MANNEQUIN The faceless mannequin wraps its stiff
THE MANNEQUIN The faceless mannequin wraps its stiff fingers firmly around my throat with a plastic squeak, as the rusty laughter erupts from the bla...

As you throw down your blackest ace with a sneer and a rusty
As you throw down your blackest ace with a sneer and a rusty chuckle, a dagger of ice rips up my spine and I choke on my own heart. ~ Kenneth N Cook...

Ive decided to discontinue posting, commenting or arguing about
Ive decided to discontinue posting, commenting or arguing about anything of a political nature. Personally, Im sick of it, and Im trying to always rem...

Approximately one year ago I posted the following statement: I
Approximately one year ago I posted the following statement: I have come to the realization that I am incapable of giving or receiving the emotion we ...

I recently discovered something I find just a bit
I recently discovered something I find just a bit disturbing: After my demise, I will be cremated then interred under an already existing headstone wi...

ANOTHER DAY (PART TWO) Awakening to the pain that shatters the
ANOTHER DAY (PART TWO) Awakening to the pain that shatters the heart like a fragile porcelain cup as it grips the chest, sending a black fire up into...

[The first poem I ever wrote, exactly as it appeared in the Midway
[The first poem I ever wrote, exactly as it appeared in the Midway City School newspaper, October 31, 1966. I had just turned 11 years old.] “Scary ...