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Blog entries by Foxee

“When this all goes pear-shaped you can't say I didn't warn you.” Uncle Alex wouldn't leave Mercy alone, not even in the privacy of her own mind, not even now that he was dead. “Dealing with the Dwightsborough Gang, like to cut you as look at you.” The Beater bellied as she heeled it over in a sharp mid-air turn, the moment like forever before shooting away in a near-but-not about-face. The Upos (ugly pieces of shit) chasing her were bigger, more powerful, and less maneuverable. She heard...
Awoke today beneath the lid of grey because the sun had hid Budding blossoms blowsy sway vanished tatters of winter's grey Songs beneath my kitchen window fail to reach a heart so low Iron clouds lock down tight I'll be relieved to sleep tonight ~V.G. Kemerer
You cannot help the poor by destroying the rich. You cannot strengthen the weak by weakening the strong. You cannot bring about prosperity by discouraging thrift. You cannot lift the wage earner up by pulling the wage payer down. You cannot further the brotherhood of man by inciting class hatred. You cannot build character and courage by taking away people's initiative and independence. You cannot help people permanently by doing for them, what they could and should do for...
“Geez, that’s cold!” “Stop being such a baby, it’s only the basement wall.” “Hunh, seems to me that you’re the one who wouldn’t come down here alone.” “It’s dark!” “It’s usually dark when the lights go out.” “Oh, you’re funny. Really, you are.” “I distinctly remember you saying, ‘Aww, c’mon, Sam, I don’t want to go down there alone.’…Ow!” “What? What happened?” “Fell off the step. What’s the sharp thingie that just bit me?” “Let me feel. Oh, that’s Sarah’s old bike.” “Sarah’s bike...
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