Non-fiction

Poem

Poem about my friend/play-sister Queen Marie Kelly. April 28, 1995 - October 7, 2011

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A true story of my friend, death, and hope.

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Poem on the use of the word bitch and why I don't use it.

Poem

Este relato describe un día concreto en que Smaller se reunieron Maria Adella en forma excéntrica.

It is a short story describing a particular day of Smaller's life when he met Maria Adela in an eccentric way.

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these words are lovingly tributed to every parent under the sun!!

Life is like a rock that blocks our pathway of the good side. Here's a non-fiction story.

A day in the life of death....

Learning to become a parent at 19.

Very short story about my brief encounter with a baby shark in the Fiji Islands.

One day some so called use to be friends started calling me names and making people stay away from me at school and on the bus and walking home to my house from da bus stop

Just read it.

You must value those things and memories that happens Everyday, for they only come once and remember that the only thing you can do at the end is to regret for what you must have done yet you dint.

Self-searching

Sublime ways of bribery

Fighting fear

A cloud that hang above my head for years

Wild days of racing

Coming to age

The evidence piles up as word from America confirms James Lyon as a known thief.

A series of hotel robberies in Scotland lead the police to James Lyon and his accomplice.

James Lyon is said to be the most successful thief now at work.

Fears are so stupid, and so many people get bullied for them. This is just a poem about fears.

This is who I am!

A brief biography of a young midshipman who accompanied Captain Cook on each of his three voyages of discovery, and who kept, at times, a most revealing diary,

For over twenty five years, a worker operated a safety valve to release scalding steam from a boiler. But what was his valve really connected to?

Remembering old times is so fun.

I hate me…..no I don’t even know me any more

Three half-brothers visit their shared father in the hospital.

Beaten, locked up and fined by her employer, a young girl complains to the authorities but no one believes her. Forty years later, the truth emerges.

about a teenage boy who loves bailey...

A minor charge ends up in the Crown Court and, while the police, lawyers and courts dip their snouts into a trough of public money, the life of an old man ebbs away.

Life in a transit camp by the Suez Canal guarded by British soldiers. The main danger to the military authorities was not infiltrators but kids

Life at a military orphanage in the 1950's

Kidnapped by her evil fourth husband, and locked away for twenty years, she eventually returns home to enjoy every minute of her final years

IT'S MY LIFE.....................AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT

A man spends years hunting for buried treasure on the wrong atoll, but when the real island is discovered, all who explore it are dogged with bad luck.

Real time.

Nothing much.

Part of my addiction memoir. Middle class, suburban college kid with straight A's falls into drug addiction. My confrontation with Rad in the ghettos of Detroit.