American Sentence – Noir

Posted in American Sentences on September 28, 2009 by Zero Anon

She told me our love was like a loaded gun, so she shot me instead.

09.15.2009
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American Sentence

Posted in American Sentences, By Reservation Only on September 15, 2009 by Zero Anon

Once upon a time there were four directions and all roads had no end.

 

09.02.2009
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American Sentence – The End Of The World

Posted in American Sentences on September 4, 2009 by Zero Anon

It’s not the end of the world I fear, it’s the everyday decay.

09.04.2009

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American Sentence

Posted in American Sentences with tags , , , , on August 13, 2009 by Zero Anon

We wear our scars as armor, memories of battles already fought.

07.23.2009
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American Sentence – Road Constructions

Posted in American Sentences, Road Constructions with tags , , , , on August 13, 2009 by Zero Anon

I pray, not for destinations, but for open roads.

07.16.2009

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American Sentence – Con(txt)

Posted in American Sentences, con(txt) on June 2, 2009 by Zero Anon

Dialing your numbers in vain, the only answers are from a stranger.

 

03.20.2009
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American Sentence – for a rainy day

Posted in American Sentences on June 2, 2009 by Zero Anon

Let the rain fall without apology or empty expectations.

06.02.2009
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American Sentence – Noir

Posted in American Sentences on May 5, 2009 by Zero Anon

“Remember me,” she whispered softly in my ear, “like I never was.”

 

05.05.2009
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NaPoWriMo – The End + AmSen

Posted in American Sentences, NaPoWriMo 2009 on May 1, 2009 by Zero Anon

April is finished and so too, National Poetry Month and NaPoWriMo.  While I didn’t quite make it everyday, by my count I still managed forty-one pieces for the month.  Not a bad tally, if I might say so myself, and though not everything made it to publication, I am happy with the results overall.  I have to say, also, that this was a challenge, even to a short form poet like myself.  But it was a fun challenge, and as always, I enjoy the act of promoting poetry itself.  My goals for next year are to actually write a poem everyday, and to be more proactive in my promotion of the event itself.  But, for now, it’s on to the next challenge, though not without one more poem from April.  So, here is one written while I was feeling less than tip top this month, but now even more appropos given the current health issue.

05.01.2009

-Z

 

An American Sentence:

Little monsters swimming in my veins, viral pool party of the damned.

 

04.11.2009
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NaPoWriMo

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American Sentence – Noir

Posted in American Sentences, NaPoWriMo 2009 on May 1, 2009 by Zero Anon

In the end it wasn’t the fall that killed her, it was falling for me.

 

04.30.2009
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A continuation of the Noir theme from the last piece.  But what’s the story?

NaPoWriMo

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