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The M Xperience x3: Phone Call...
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The M Xperience x3. The stories and poetry you read here are very erotic in nature. Read at your own risk. And don't blame me if you get a little hot under the collar. You can't say you weren't warned. You can find more poetry at http:/ www.themxperience.blogspot.com/. And my short stories at http:/ www.themxperienceshorts.blogspot.com/. Sunday, February 5, 2012. Bouncing off the walls. Of a plunging stomach. Like the first step off a cliff. Spoken in rough whispers. Heat under my skin. The Poetry of Us.
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themxperience Story Hour: August 2011
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Tuesday, August 23, 2011. Today is a remarkable anniversary for me. 34 years ago today was my very first day of kindergarten. But that isnt why this date is so special. She was so tiny! Blond, blue eyed, bouncy, happy and she talked a mile a minute. She even talked to me! Don't cry, ok? The blond girl put her arm around my shoulder, and kept talking in my ear."I like your sweater. Can you read? I like Dr Suess. My favorite color is blue. Do you know the principal has a dog? I like Dr Suess. .". And I don...
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the writings of a depraved mind: December 2012
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The writings of a depraved mind. And the rantings and ravings of a strange reality. Thursday, December 13, 2012. A Blog-Tag Interview on "Bury Me In A Nameless Grave." And A Sliver Of News. Apparently I am involved in an interview blog tag. So here is a series of form questions I received about the collection of short stories I am about to start shopping out, Bury Me In A Nameless Grave: A Collection Of 11, and the subsequent answers. And one sliver of news: My tale. I've never really considered it.
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The M Xperience x3: The Poetry of Us..
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The M Xperience x3. The stories and poetry you read here are very erotic in nature. Read at your own risk. And don't blame me if you get a little hot under the collar. You can't say you weren't warned. You can find more poetry at http:/ www.themxperience.blogspot.com/. And my short stories at http:/ www.themxperienceshorts.blogspot.com/. Monday, February 20, 2012. The Poetry of Us. To warm afternoon mists. No power, no phones. Reading books of poetry. In the half light. But its your kiss. I lose my place.
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themxperience Story Hour: Lala...
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Tuesday, August 23, 2011. Today is a remarkable anniversary for me. 34 years ago today was my very first day of kindergarten. But that isnt why this date is so special. She was so tiny! Blond, blue eyed, bouncy, happy and she talked a mile a minute. She even talked to me! Don't cry, ok? The blond girl put her arm around my shoulder, and kept talking in my ear."I like your sweater. Can you read? I like Dr Suess. My favorite color is blue. Do you know the principal has a dog? I like Dr Suess. .". And I don...
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The M Xperience x3: Stolen Time...
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The M Xperience x3. The stories and poetry you read here are very erotic in nature. Read at your own risk. And don't blame me if you get a little hot under the collar. You can't say you weren't warned. You can find more poetry at http:/ www.themxperience.blogspot.com/. And my short stories at http:/ www.themxperienceshorts.blogspot.com/. Tuesday, January 31, 2012. Come slide with me. Down into this place. Where time can't reach. February 1, 2012 at 6:47 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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themxperience Story Hour: July 2011
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Saturday, July 2, 2011. I am Omniscient, I am Infinite. I control every destiny, but my own. You may pass from this dimension to the next, where my power has no meaning. But I am here. Always here. And always Alone. Your lot in life is short.I but blink, and you are gone. But I have always Been here. And I will always Be. This is my punishment.". She asked, eyes wide with wonder, and fear. " What crime have you commited? There is only me.". How could you ever be lonely in such a wonderous place? Even if ...
