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I wish there was some moral or didactic quality to this work, for no other reason than to put a conventional wind to my sails, to stop a free-drift to literary oblivion; but like a typical atheist who, before his slaughter, will no doubt seek the aid of God, I too, despite contrary conviction, am forever destined to wordy, generally incoherent and long-winded canvasses of thought. James Majoros http://cavalcades.blogspot.com/
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- Dismissive Cleopatra
- She grabbed and squished the tail of my soul. And ...
- Confusion is a plentiful and renewable resource...
- Her face slumped. His did not.
- Telos
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- Blue Milk Crates
- Hookerdom
- The Straw and the Camel's Back
- O and P
- The Audience
- (X) V. (Y)
- Human Vegatarians
- Maternal
- Sigh
- The Nervous Control Freak
- My First Night at the Americana Motel
- Once I Had a Little Game
- Advanced but Primitive
- The Reason
- Déjà vu
- 'Dramatic'
- The Day I Met Ophelia
- Salute
- Fear V. Wisdom
- Reductions
- Loyalities
- Loyality
- Lemon Wedges
- Copyright Infringement
- Hardly Aware of What She Does
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- Absinthe
- Contingency Plans
- Decisiveness
- Scoundrels
- Thieves
- ...
- Oregano
- An Infant Rebellion
- Chubby Souls
- Things
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- Roaming...
- 21st Century
- Publishing
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- Employees...
- Ethnically Diversifying the Social Milieu
- Sinking...
- Canons...
- My Dear Ophelia...
- Spring
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- Consumption...
- Pa-pa-power...
- The Breakfast of Champions
- Analysis...
- Glorious...
- Caring is Creepy
- Roles
- Angels Dance & Angels Die
- Period...
- Biomechanics....
- Women...
- ...
- Cupid's Itch
- It's a Wonder...
- ...
- Just Play...
- Arrogance...
- A Summer's Ghost...
- Pride...
- Appreciation V. Achievement
- Loquacious Honesty...
- Tight Ropes
- Shiny and Red...
- Work in Progress
- Reincarnation...
- The Night...
- Work...
- Surprise...
- Photography...
- Ideas...
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