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Doris Anne Beaulieu

Dear Producers

Posted by Doris Anne Beaulieu on December 3, 2009 at 3:13pm

Allyssa Victoria Ferguson

"I use my garden hose daily."

The time has come for all things to shape up and fall into place.
Just when you think your micromanaging skills have created
A real gem of a life,
The shit hits the fan.
And you're left smacking
Your skull on the headboard
Of your rod iron bed frame.

But it doesn't seem so bad.

Your observational and experiential period has come to an end.
It's time to reflect and make up your own fictitious interpretation
Of this glorious shit hole
Of a fucked up world.
Your friends betray you.
So you make ne… Continue

Posted by Allyssa Victoria Ferguson on November 28, 2008 at 4:50pm

Allyssa Victoria Ferguson

Gucci Fists.

You grab the cash and run for your life. Everyone knows your life is all about the cash. Are you really that surprised things worked out like this? Huge wads of cash stuffed in your pockets and bra and hot sweaty palms. You want success and were always told to just reach out and grab it. So that's exactly what you did.

And now you're the man.

The world is yours for the taking. That's right. You can buy love if you need it. You can buy happiness if you want it. But you might as well accept the… Continue

Posted by Allyssa Victoria Ferguson on November 28, 2008 at 4:46pm

Allyssa Victoria Ferguson

Bass Cabinet

Bass Cabinet

I feel really close to him. He’s sitting across from me and staring at me. There’s a little round table between us with two cups of coffee on it. I like to look at his eyes. They are blue. But he wears contacts and I can see them sticking on his eyeballs. He’s staring at me, too.

“How was your geography test?” I say.
“I probably failed.”
We’re both really good at failing. Stupid young kids? No. I don’t think we’re stupid. Just distracted. Boredom overtakes us easily.
We stare at e… Continue

Posted by Allyssa Victoria Ferguson on November 28, 2008 at 4:30pm

steven andrew

Coronation...

My strange dreams.

I had a long dream where I was picked as successor of a dying king. There was much pomp and circumstance. The great thing about this choice was that my personal identity was kept secret. I was picked and then a large robe was draped on me then a crown that further masked my identity was place upon my head then a septor was placed in my hands. The kingdom that I was overtaking was on of full of old tradition and mystery. It was a small kingdom that existed with the confines of… Continue

Posted by steven andrew on October 28, 2008 at 8:17am

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