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September 22, 2016. I Am Not There. I know, it’s getting darker and you have gone sleepless for far too long. But, you know the way too well and the chains that were binding you, are snapping. If the streets could talk, they’d tell you, about the night, I walked through them. Dragging heavy bags and the last of you, along. I was stranded; coming out of a trance. I remember people dropping iron shutters, eager to go home, perhaps. Me? I was leaving home. How will you, love? This is not ours. It is cra...

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September 22, 2016. I Am Not There. I know, it’s getting darker and you have gone sleepless for far too long. But, you know the way too well and the chains that were binding you, are snapping. If the streets could talk, they’d tell you, about the night, I walked through them. Dragging heavy bags and the last of you, along. I was stranded; coming out of a trance. I remember people dropping iron shutters, eager to go home, perhaps. Me? I was leaving home. How will you, love? This is not ours. It is cra...

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Arrogant Fucker – amnotthere

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April 28, 2016. April 29, 2016. I Am Not There. Another first, as a kind friend threw in a few lines and asked me to take it forward. Here’s what he wrote:. The two of you had an argument. You’re still mad but he’s not and wants to make up by making love. Fat chance: YOU cross your arms in front of your chest and stand firm, unmoved by the tender kisses he attempts to plant at the back of your neck…. He never misses to remind me how he fought me to have me. I had promised him, it will never be easy.

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Author: I Am Not There. September 22, 2016. I Am Not There. I know, it’s getting darker and you have gone sleepless for far too long. But, you know the way too well and the chains that were binding you, are snapping. If the streets could talk, they’d tell you, about the night, I walked through them. Dragging heavy bags and the last of you, along. I was stranded; coming out of a trance. I remember people dropping iron shutters, eager to go home, perhaps. Me? I was leaving home. How will you, love? This is...

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September 22, 2016. I Am Not There. I know, it’s getting darker and you have gone sleepless for far too long. But, you know the way too well and the chains that were binding you, are snapping. If the streets could talk, they’d tell you, about the night, I walked through them. Dragging heavy bags and the last of you, along. I was stranded; coming out of a trance. I remember people dropping iron shutters, eager to go home, perhaps. Me? I was leaving home. How will you, love? This is not ours. It is cra...

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May 16, 2016. I Am Not There. 52 days, since I last tasted you. 52 days, since I took the last drag from your skin. Here I lay open, under the same sky, arms and legs stretched apart. Summer breeze and starry night, a setting for uncouth lovers. I see you, leaning by the railing, the glass of bourbon in your hands. A drop on my navel, for the times, I’ve moved with you. A drop on my thigh, for the times, I’ve walked away from you. We are casted from the molds of simple lust. Until we found our way here.

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July 16, 2016. October 23, 2016. I Am Not There. There are some things that never cease to hold your breath, no matter how many times you have been through it. A little jolt in the stomach, the lingering tickle on your skin, the gushing of random irrelevant words, the daunting obsequiousness. Yes, those are the things that make you feel alive. Yes, those are the things that kill you. You will remember every stupid detail and will not stop cursing yourself. You remember, all the songs you danced on, y...

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Fiction, Reviews, Articles. The Stitcher and The Storyteller (A perpetually incomplete lust). February 19, 2015. February 19, 2015. February 12, 2015. She was a freak who wanted the world in a straight line. He was a pervert who erected every object at a right angle. She was a freak who couldn’t decide anything. He was a pervert who skewed morality till it resembled a childhood lost. They were wanderers of the world and of their bodies and their minds and their bookshelves and their suitcases and their d...

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Fiction, Reviews, Articles. June 4, 2016. June 4, 2016. The cloud went kamikaze somewhere up there,. She did not, down below, in here. A sheet of river, cut in millions, dropped,. The facade on her well-honed cheeks did not. The paint peeled off the walled like scabs,. Once pinned to its sodden stretch, she could not. The sky shed all it had within the hour and heaved,. She tried holding back from doing so, but could not. A bright deep shade of fairy orange and cadmium skin,. Then the hooks dig in, a nic...

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Fiction, Reviews, Articles. August 10, 2015. August 10, 2015. Coffee cups, whiskey pegs, old books,. Your skin your breasts and the ridge of the ribs. Dear girl, from past, recent and distant. Stop waiting,love, you have no fear. The night has passed, the day aged to perfection. The amber evening comes slow and long. It knows you want soft touch on stiff flesh. Let it, let it, on you, around, inside you. Open your bronzed thighs and fill the world. With the aroma of your hesitant lust and want. You are c...

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Fiction, Reviews, Articles. July 23, 2015. July 23, 2015. She told me once she went to this slum and the children there all elbowed each other to sit in her lap as she took selfies with all of them. A patient slew of photographs with brightened faces. I always loved hearing her. When I kissed her navel, her stories reverberated in her body and she became the woman who served and fed me stories after stories. I always wondered about the life she had when I was not by her side. Was it crowded? 8221; I said.

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Fiction, Reviews, Articles. June 25, 2015. June 25, 2015. I see you now and I cannot write. I see no imperfections in you anymore. There are no flaws. You are collarbones and courtesies. You are navel and knowledge. You’ve stopped wrapping your fingers around the cups of coffee. You look at the clocks. You don’t look at the bookshelves. You’re a woman out in the world. Why did we not change together? Why do our bodies not fit inside each other anymore? When did we start using answers to win over others?

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Fiction, Reviews, Articles. July 23, 2015. July 23, 2015. She told me once she went to this slum and the children there all elbowed each other to sit in her lap as she took selfies with all of them. A patient slew of photographs with brightened faces. I always loved hearing her. When I kissed her navel, her stories reverberated in her body and she became the woman who served and fed me stories after stories. I always wondered about the life she had when I was not by her side. Was it crowded? 8221; I said.

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Fiction, Reviews, Articles. April 5, 2015. Only teens who think naked bodies are a privilege or the prudes who ironically think nudity of a lover is a right to proclaim. I am neither. I don’t know what I am unless I am inside her. Half lit cigarette has no point unless they are sucked on and color the lungs. I have no point unless inside her and coloring my flesh. I don’t want that. I want her. Us. On knees. Eagle spread. Belly down. Face in hair. Cock in cunt. Tongu...8220;I feel the same.”. I tell her&...

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Fiction, Reviews, Articles. Why we will never be human. July 4, 2014. July 4, 2014. We will never be humans. We will be just social animals. We will never be humans. Because we think war is about winning. Like it is a damn game on a cardboard. And we make sons and daughters jump and kill and be butchered. And we will never be humans. Because when you are pierced with enough pieces of metal,. They’ll pin one more shiny piece on your memory to nail it down. We will never be humans. We will never be humans.

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Fiction, Reviews, Articles. September 10, 2014. September 10, 2014. At the center of every human universe,. The opposite of a black hole exists. A radiant, illuminated, pulsating existence. A woman who is all about conferences and carnality. She is the sensual realist. Sharp eyes and loose tresses. One unbuttoned window in to her flesh. One vault of star steel in her eyes. She’s the opposite of an information paradox. The antithesis of annihilation. A progenitor of prose and verse. Over a Cup of Tea.

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Fiction, Reviews, Articles. April 5, 2015. Only teens who think naked bodies are a privilege or the prudes who ironically think nudity of a lover is a right to proclaim. I am neither. I don’t know what I am unless I am inside her. Half lit cigarette has no point unless they are sucked on and color the lungs. I have no point unless inside her and coloring my flesh. I don’t want that. I want her. Us. On knees. Eagle spread. Belly down. Face in hair. Cock in cunt. Tongu...8220;I feel the same.”. I tell her&...

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September 22, 2016. I Am Not There. I know, it’s getting darker and you have gone sleepless for far too long. But, you know the way too well and the chains that were binding you, are snapping. If the streets could talk, they’d tell you, about the night, I walked through them. Dragging heavy bags and the last of you, along. I was stranded; coming out of a trance. I remember people dropping iron shutters, eager to go home, perhaps. Me? I was leaving home. How will you, love? This is not ours. It is cra...

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