March 2012
9 posts
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Last Dance
A poem I did in grade 8, apparently during the time when I missed out on some dumb field trip. There was some stupid, edgy thought behind it all, but ignoring that it’s not a bad little poem. Just a few simple quatrain stanzas, but there are some neat little verses. I am mildly impressed, little me.
As the fireworks shot through the black eerie sky The crowd watched from below, some eating...
The Curiosity of Charlotte-Ann
This short horror story from grade 10 is the product of having read H.P. Lovecraft and Jane Austen within a relatively short period of time. And a stupid English class. It’s alright. It’s not a great story, but it’s not a bad little addition. Also the “queer” part isn’t referring to sexuality so much as the literal meaning, “odd”.
The room hummed....