Trading the Radio Mic for the Gavel

Jason Khay’s Total Career Turnaround Jason Khay had been working his dream job for over a decade, but the dream was no longer as fulfilling as it once was. Khay was a radio “all-rounder”; an announcer, panel operator and producer. It…

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I Wish I Could: Control My Temper

I wish i could control my temper In the Beginning I never yelled I was so nice But now I am awful all the time Now he is trying harder And I feel guilty Awful awful awful I don’t know…

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100 word Short Story: She’s So Impulsive

“Stop being so impulsive!” he yelled at me with some urgency. I clicked open my shoulder bag and reached far inside, preparing myself for a big fight. “You’re always like this!” he tells me, “Always acting out, not caring about…

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They Moved all the Desks in the Office

They moved all the desks in the office Now I sit opposite Andre I try not to cough Too loudly Because I know I can be annoying. I make lots of funny noises when I’m at work I stretch and…

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He Doesn’t Believe in Horoscopes

Even though we’re the same star sign. He thinks it’s a fad To place too much value on tiny little dots. I think that it’s fun To torture myself, worrying About what could happen tomorrow. I don’t even need to…

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Short Story of a Lost and Wretched Soul

The room seemed to close in as his blood was heating up. Leonard concentrated his eyes on the floor; an endless phalanx of boards stretched across the dusty view ahead of him. A pathway to nowhere. It was so hot…

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Byron Society

Boulders bullion bistro Builds bold burlap catflap cul-de-sacs Favouritism flaunts callously enticing urchins untwined Drudgery drools gaudy gallantry against     backdrops of cold testosterone tamed guilt. Spring sees floundering females Folding folds of figurative fabric Formulating game plans launching locals lucid…

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The Metatext of a (near) Maniac

It could only be described as the end. It had to be! All true fatalists eventually delve into that psychic-seeming sector of the brain and realize that the time is nigh. And now has come the time to tell the…

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My 100 Word Very Short Story

He proposed, then he took it back. I didn’t care about the church, cake, flowers, or if I would or wouldn’t wear a big dress; wasn’t important to me. I loved his strong, manly arms. Masculine energy that he was…

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