Breaching the Surface (TTW pt. 6)

Deacon's energy was through the goddamn roof. The gator had traced through the halls and rooms of his house. Countless trails in the carpet spiraled with him, like static ripples on pool water. Nervous eyes traced the walls, the furniture, the tables,...

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A Dish Served Warm (AS "F")

"Feed Me, Seymour!" - Audrey II, Little Shop of Horror I love food. I don't know anyone who doesn't love food. Everyone needs food. I don't think I'd be wrong in saying that every culture on the planet places great value in the sharing and giving...

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Seeing Hope ("E" AS)

E! Exhibitionism! Getting off on putting on a show for others! We were given eyes to see beauty, and we were given bodies to be beautiful. I want to be called handsome, I want others to look at me and call me beautiful, I want to be considered...

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Forestalled (AS "D")

"And then the idiot decided to waltz back into the mall. He was safe! What the heck was he thinking?" Damien said. The two had just left the theater and we're driving home after seeing one of their all time favorite movies, 'Crustacean Invasion at the...

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Trialogue (AS "C")

I see that it's week three where the letter is C! Wow! We're doing it. We are about a ninth of the way through! That's pretty dang cool. I'm actually learning a lot about myself as a writer doing these stories. I love writing, it's quite fun to...

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Cleaning Up (Alphabet Superset B)

Week 2, letter 2, story 2. Let's do this. B is for Bareback. The act of forgoing a condom during preventative sex, typically in the context of between two males. I had a conversation with a viewer of mine on a story recently about condoms....

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Fairest Scarborough (Alphabet Superset A)

Well, here we are. The Alphabet Superset. Weekly stories for 6 months. I'm nervous but let's use that to fuel my work rather than hamper it. I decided to interject some of my own voice into the start of these stories. Give it some pizazz and...

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The Blind Rabbit (a poem)

The Blind Rabbit couldn't see. And It lamented that It would never know anything and everything of the world of light. It cursed Its fate, It cursed Its name, Blind from what It surmised as a cruel joke of fate. As It sat alone in...

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All Things, Real and Imaginary (AS "R")

"Hey there, pretty lady. Ain't seen you around these parts before. Ya mind if I join ya?" "Who, me? What would a strong, broad bull such as yourself want with little ol' me?" "I reckon I could think of a thing or two." Vic flicked at...

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Only Me and My Demon Here (PMD: WNA 7)

Darkness succeeded the purple light. I felt so, so alone. There in the darkness there was nothing to help me, no one to save me. Just the vision of Axe in my mind, and that wasn't any sort of comfort. It just hurt to think about. I don't know just...

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Post Nut Confusion (AS "Q")

It felt amazing, just as it always had. But then it felt awful, so immediately harrowing. Quinn gazed upon offwhite, milky, cloudy droplets as they slimed their way down his paw. Livid light from the phone screen bent rays across its external sheen....

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Feel Me as I Feel You (a poem)

Touch me more like that, it makes me feel loved. It reminds me of the real. I'm learning to reject the fake. So keep touching me. Touch me all you want since you're real. I love you.

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