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The Father's Day Lament By Saskia Liddick How do I celebrate a day in honor of my father, when there is no father for for me to honor? How do I raise up the man in my life, When I have no man in my life? How do I give thanks to the man who looked out for me, when he has never been there to watch me grow? How do I thank the man who gave me life, when he took his own life away from me? How do I celebrate Father's day, when I have no father to celebrate? ----------------------- Hate the Season By Saskia Liddick Walking in a grocery store on a Saturday, and see the "I love yous" and "Your the best" cards, makes me cringe and hurr

Back in his room Shadow sat in bed for a few hours reading the poetry books, smiling at each inside message from the different group leaders. The first pair of socks was heavenly; Shadow always loved the fresh feel of socks on his feet. It was a weird thing to like, but Shadow just told people to shove it when they laughed at him. It was about eight o'clock when Shadow stepped out for his smoke. Because of Shadow's immortality, human drugs didn't easily affect him. Drugs were like candy to him, but he still smoked meth or a cigar when he needed it. Tonight was one of those occasions. Tonight the sky was deep purple, clouds drifting slowly ac

Extraordinary Rendition By Saskia Liddick Chapter 1 The sun shone through the water of San Francisco Bay with nothing less than perfect clarity. People leapt out of beds to soak in the way clouds methodically painted the fairy flax blue skies. Boats raced across the bay, water skies tore open white gashes in the blue ocean, and people found the confidence to jump off boats and into the water where fish could be clearly seen darting around like butterflies in the water. June eight was a day of carelessness for almost everyone. As people splashed by, none of them looked up at the manor. It was ghostly beautiful, the way the house stood in t

There once was a man, a man named Mason Jackson Parker. Mason Parker was just like you and I, a nameless passerby to many, someone that you didn't give a second glance, maybe not even a first. Some say he was born by accident – literally. Some believe that he was never meant to be born, but the Angel of Life did not want to be greedy over what this man could become, and let Mason into the world. He has always been lucky, all throughout his life. He knows how to cheat death. He has the knowledge of fate, Lady Luck is his paramour, and she lavishes him with all of her riches and beauty. Mason led a simple life before 1912, where he cheated