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Summer bleached the sidewalks and the power cords were stiff just like my starched 7-11 uniform, except at the places where my old muddy tennis shoes would collect rain. Long shadows reflected on the paved knoll. A certain wicked giggling trickled inside, a feeling like earwigs nesting inside my brain. Then, there they were, like moldy walking biscuits, four PM sharp and on time, trudging up the glorious mass of asphalt. “Keep an eye on those girls, would you?” Dean, 7-11 god and manager demanded. “The more they come in here, the dirtier my store becomes.” I rolled my eyes and braced myself. A man with a briefcase stoppe

What Was Ours by pazyfelicidad, literature

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What Was Ours

Summer swinging, you came breathing Through the screen door in unison In a frenzied fixation, our eyes were new, Thirsty, clear stalactites and we took what was ours The day, because we could. Because it slides- Our all the time in the world Acoustical fudge and berries, it's the chords the world Needs now. Or more of the hollow breathing Pulsating each ear, the white terrier slides Down the linoleum. He's more of a son Than a dog. More of a son than that Chia Pet of ours Red serrated ceramic with peppery seeds, a new Sprout to wriggle out the cranium. Identifying new Patterns of phrenology, foretelling leakage of world news. He

The Invisible Insider by pazyfelicidad, literature

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The Invisible Insider

THE INVISIBLE INSIDER A play in one act CHARACTERS (In order of appearance.) EVA, young girl with a desire to help her father out financially and an “imaginary” friend named Nikita. VIKTOR, Eva’s communist father who is an immigrant of the USSR. NIKITA, “imaginary” friend of Eva who is talented in giving lucrative stock tips. DONNA, A middle-aged cop who hates her job and wants enough money for an early retirement. SETTING (Nineteen seventies in the United States.) Scenes 1 & 4: A kitchen table with three chairs set up around it. Scene 1 will have a backpack to the side of table and folders on table along w

Cool Joy, The Heirloom by pazyfelicidad, literature

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Cool Joy, The Heirloom

I’ve been the Cool’s granddaughter Of the small streets in Steel factories. But in our separate too fun–to-bid peace, He gave my mother the guitar when She was young like plastic caught in the wind The way it dances free, like her eyes did As she strummed it down the center Sounding like infinity entered Her hands like the dusting of sands (Her guitar’s strings are made of black and gold Spaghetti, carp, telephone dial Her guitar’s notes are made of sloppy-joe smile Her guitar’s made of Cool) Across the summers of longing, until She gave her daughter the guitar when She was young like marigolds das

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Hallways

Rushing in a hallway of love and confusion, bitter, repulsive impatience is across the way. I want to leave today, that feels so wrong And in this crowded place, devotion is without a face. But out of love, I'll wait here for you. Your face has become faded, not sure how long I've waited. Well, time passes increasingly fast, standing alone like an outcast. I've been waiting awful long, singing this same old song. But, I'll be here, until you return.

Poor Thing by pazyfelicidad, literature

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Poor Thing

He sits alone in utter darkness, strumming his old mahogany banjo with his freezing trembling hands. He moves his cracked frigid lips about a story how he got here. Gambling and tossing the chips. The Somebody's walk by their heads held up high, muttering 'Poor Thing'. He gazes at them, grabbing and pleading their purse strings. His gentle cradled tears find their paths down his rough scarlet face.

To Have Ceased by pazyfelicidad, literature

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To Have Ceased

Slipping away in the chill of the rain. Surrounded only by dull green and fading lily lonely. Earth frenzied, from the serene. Surrounded by flocks of grey geese, flying together in patterns, through the sky. They coexist, through the rain-kissed mist. Peace within each soft feather, even through... the torment of weather. Cool envy tingles, throughout my fingers. The wish of such grace, And to fly, Lingers within my soul to seize, Lingers with each jeering breeze. The cold, how it chills, and kills, and knaws at my soul! Can I alone- push the pain, To the side, and away? It surges throughout my

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Deviant for 18 years
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Current Residence: Madison, Wisconsin
Favourite genre of music: Psychedelic, sixties, folk, alternative/indie
Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams, J. Klauss
Operating System: Mac
Favourite cartoon character: Jason Fox

Favourite Visual Artist

Odilon Redon, Salvador Dali, Barry Le Va

Favourite Movies

Amelie, Across the Universe

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Beatles, Regina Spektor, Bob Dylan

Favourite Writers

Oscar Wilde, S. A. Heistand, Stephen King

Favourite Games

Pacman, Halo, Clue

Favourite Gaming Platform

XBox

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Anything and everything.

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Art, writing, Spanish language and reading

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pazyfelicidad

Jul 6, 2008

'The road to hell is paved with adverbs.quot

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I am in Pennsylvania! And I have this great urge to write and paint. I have no paint! :( I will find a way. I am happy to see you all soon. I'm having a great time. :] And I am not overwhelmed. I can't change the 'mood'. By the way, I HIGHLY recommend On Writing by Stephen King for all you writers and artists. It is very helpful to one as a writer. Also to those who don't write, I find that a lot of the part that isn't technical about adverbs 'n-at is inspirational to any kind of art. It is an amazing book, okay? Read it. I'm on this creative surge/rush...woooo. :)

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Jun 2, 2008

And soon.

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Surprise, surprise. It's an update! From the lost Allison. I really feel terrible I haven't posted my art. I have been trying to draw every day...nothing I'm too proud of yet. Just sketches. I want to clean out my portfolio on here. Start again. I have been so busy. So so busy. Right now I have five school projects. Dear beans. Haha. Speaking of, I have been vegetarian officially a whole week and it shall carry on and on. Proud, yes. Keep trying to improve my health with more iron because I am showing about all the symptoms of anemia. Woooo. No, not really. After this week of school, Saturday is my SAT. And I almost forgot it'll be my

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Apr 25, 2008

twister

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All right. So I am worried. There's a tornado watch. And it is supposedly forming at 5 or 6. The same time I am stage crew for tonight's performance! Ahhh! What do I do?