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AGE: 30
LOC: United Kingdom
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: September 26

I have not been on Urbis for a while.
If you are reading this right now, the chances are I am still not on Urbis, and won’t be for some time.
One day… I will return.
Then I will be on Urbis again.
Have a nice writing career and I will do the same.

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Humor/Satire / Reasons To Be Cheerful
Version 1
16 Reviews   16 Comments
1. Knowing a gnome. 2. Looking down a microscope and seeing a dentist. 3. Going to Naples in a rickshaw. 4. Having a rainbow. 5. Putting all potatoes in alphabetical order. 6.Holding off dotting the Is until the last possible moment. 7. Dusting one’s eyeballs. 8. Playing a mandarin. 9. Ambushing the Amish. 10. Sliding down a dog. 11. Pretending to be Jupiter. 12. Bubbles in Arizona. 13. Bisexual croutons. 14. Fizzy rockets. 15. Deaf beermats. 16. Not melting. 17. Wandering colanders. 18. Sele...
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Version 1
12 Reviews   9 Comments
At the bu-bu-bu-bubbling b-b-brook I spied a b-b-b-brown-chested r-r-r-r-rook who rested b-b-beside me and s-said: "T-t-take that coin and m-m-make it pure!" N-n-nevermore has a n-n-night sky seemed like a f-f-fat reflection of C-C-Christ, G-G-Great and A-A-Almighty is Earth.
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Version 1
6 Reviews   4 Comments
God is deaf. Man is blind. God is fat. Man is thin. God is full. Man is empty. God is dust. Man is ashes.
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Poetry / PILL-POPPERS
Version 1
17 Reviews   13 Comments
Dreck! Dreck! No mind for these jejune leftovers. Consult the tablets marked "brain food" and get wired man. Suddenly... a flash of inspiration! Cut to... Belated moans graveside from moribund E-generation hasbeens. These shafted arse-mutts are dead humankind flunkies to be fiddled in the bollock pouch of Lord Zeitgeist. Somewhere along the way they thought it was cool. Ginsberg did it man. Jesus, Hunter S. was totally frazzed when he went big! Problem is... they never had IT to begin with. J...
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Version 1
6 Reviews   6 Comments
Grubby daddies congregate coffinside sucking dust burps from the revolving stains left by mother (interned). Mourners back buckle around 178 neon hearses pondering the significance of the number. Niles remembers how sad thoughts bubbled around her short-shorn ankle tights. Snivelling beacons shovel the soccer-faced old wench into the everlasting depths. This procession goes on and on until sunburned hopes, piddled through after sieves, collapse.
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Very interesting novel treatment. I enjoyed your sci-fi imagination and there are some really cool character in here. If you find a niche for your story this could sell big time. Really appreciate the word choice, too. Some nifty adjectives in there. Best! Alice
Haiku/Senryu / Cardinal Knowledge
I think the sound of this one works better. The words choices roll off one another with more elegance. I would stick with this version, it is a simple and beautiful piece.
Haiku/Senryu / porch swing
Brilliant... incredibly powerful for such a sparse choice of words. Very big talent you have!
Haiku/Senryu / Summer Stands Alone*
Aah... summer is coming. We all need to hide quickly! Very sweet.
Very complex. The use of "chat" foxed me somewhat. I like the serpentine imagery here.
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