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"Show Me the Places where the others gave You Scars." - T.S.

Okie Doke

The Molecules: A Lifelong Phobia of Moles

Set the oven to broil at 500 degrees, shoved my wrist against the metal when it was heated up.

    Just Imagine

    what my fertile little mind could have accomplished had I not been tortured into doing this shit.

    I bet I could have learned to change the oil in my car!

    THAT would be something fucking important.

    I have heard Hell is...oven-y

    "Ok. What do you want me to do?"

    "Oh, I am too young to do that. It doesn't work."

    Lifelong shame on both sides. Different forms of hiding. Notice the sign behind her.

    "I need to find ways to make rules so that children, my own children, pee for me in very uncomfortable ways. By me forcing them, my own children, to remove clothing and produce liquid from their private areas in my presence in a cramped space, I can reenact and undo the fact that he was too young. That will be a good way to deal with my homosexual urges." 

    Sharing a Bedroom

    Stashing porn magazines under a rug at the foot of an elementary school boy's bed. 

    So they will bulge and be noticed, and found. Interesting grooming strategy.

    Effective, too. Unlike, well, we'll get to that.

    Can you blame him, though? That blue-eyed, blonde girl is so sexy, after all.

    You can find the unwanted dance from the short story, "Better," here.

    And the pretend niceness that is obviously not that.

    Like singing Christmas songs, nastily. Killing an unwanted angel.

    The Molecules

    Hollow Ipswich, Illuminated

    "The woods around me are imbued with an orange, flickering glow, provoking animated shadow dances

    among the trees. Before me, two more 'hospital' buildings are engulfed in flames, burning like a sacrifice to

    long-vanished gods, a massive funeral pyre."


    "you then asia"

    July 2003


    The burning, the bodiless whisper in my ear.

    Of the molecules.

    Keep that burning up.

    Forever.

    Kylo Wen

    "There are costs to his border walking. Physical and otherwise.


    After-effects, he will find, include dizziness, vertigo, and a confusing mixture of oddly

    combined tenses that leave him increasingly disoriented in his everyday life. He will also

    experience vague inexplicable limb pain, spatial disorientation, and her smiling face beneath a

    floppy white sun hat, specks of black potting soil dotting her pink nose and cheeks like


    #


    freckles."


    "The Leap from the Bridge is Ungainly"

    Feb 2004


    See the break there? Like a psychotic break? Just as the black moles were coming to mind, fracture. I have to change the picture to something else because I can't even think of the disgusting, nasty fucking scumbag I am writing about. How utterly repulsive.


    :)

    May 2004. Hey, Seoul. You surprised?

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