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green snow sinking down to my feetI slash for a paycheck

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what good will it dofor instead of one

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I see you

The moon, screaming out of the vast, bleak autumn sky

tt's light darting through shadows ofthe night

lnto the seldom eyes electrified by its might

Clouds crouching, waiting, cautioned to impede on the elite

Moonlight; holding a firm grasp on the space for which

It lays and plays like the children who gaze and dance

At the glance of this sullen paradise

I am. It is. We are.

An infinite device of lifeAnd of light.

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In the future.

I only know that I shall love you.

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is not farfetched.

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and joys,

of life.Where this love leads us,

gladly I shall go.

The good and the bad,

merely bumps in the road

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what I know is love.

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Shane was grumbling to himself as he carefully stepped up a ladder on the side of his uncle'scabin. "Stupid lights in this stupid old cabin. I hate this place."

"What are you whining about now, gay boy?" a voice said sharply from below."Just shut up and hold the ladder," Shane said, unhitching the door of the attic and ducking

under the splintered old door as it swung over him. "l still can't believe my uncle put the fuse box inthe attic. [t's like he knew he wouldn't be the one going up here.""Oh come on, Shane, just get up there. Your brother is right about you you're such a whiny littlepantywaist. Hurry up and get the lights on. I wanna start pounding that keg before everyone shows upand drinks it all. We're getttng'wasted tonight! Here, here's the flashlight."Shane turned around and the flashlight lobbed up to his unsteady hands. He reached for it hastily, near-lyjerking the ladder into a sideways slide. It scared him to his core, and he tried desperately to push hisweight toward the cabin."Nice hands you D-bag!!"Shane ignored the insult and leaned his forearm onto the attic floor. Carl laughed to himsell, verypleased to be an ass, while Shane waited for the adrenahne to pass through his heart. He did not apprc-ciate the rush of almost falling off a ladder. "You almost killed me!" he shouted. After a f'ew momenrs,he clicked on the flashlight and laid an exploratory beam across the attic. Cobwebs were everywhere.He nearly gagged.

This is the grossest thing I've ever seen, he thought to himself. He stood at the top ofthe ladder, hisknees resting on the floor of the entrance to the attic (which was really more a crawl space). It was alittle triangle room, with the apex of the cabin's roof down the center. ln the middle the ceiling meas-ured four and a half feet; it sloped down to the sides so low you had to lay down to reach things againstthe wall. A tiny bit of rope dangled next to a lightbulb on the low ceiling, but its clicks illuminatednothing.

He had been in this attic a couple of times, but never at night. He knew that the fuse box was to theright of thc doorway, toward the back ofthc cabin. He panned his eyes slowly as another beam floatedacross the attic. It was dusty, almost ancient-looking. Cobwebs were everywhere. He could see a mousetrap that had been successful but not emptied. He knew there were spiders up here; a nice dark place,high offthe ground, very few visitors. He considered which corners they occupied, whether they wercon or off thc ground, and where thcy might be comforlably webbed between old boxes and buckets. Hismind convinced him that he hadjust crawled into spider heaven."Dude, there's no way I'm going in here. We'll wait for my brother," Shane said."No, peach fuzz. He told mc to make sure you did it. Everyone will be getting here soon and there ha{befter be lights on when they do. lt's dark as hell up here. You can't have girls at a creepy-ass back-woods blackout party they'll frcak. Get your ass in there and do this. Your brother specifically said tome, 'Don't let Shane chicken out. "'

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The thwacks got louder as Shane got closer to the door. The lock jingled on the door hinge' The

old wooden square swung open and carl saw Shane's face three feet away from his own. Shane was

flying through the air, arms outstretched and hands seeking a jugular'

"l hate you, Carl!"The two plummeted ten feet to the soft earth with a deadly thud as Shane landed on Carl. lt

knocked the wind from his lungs, and Shane squeezed at Carl's throat, trying to pop his ugly face right

up offhis neck. carl's face took on the complexion of a tomato. His eyes bulged; his body yeamed

puintirtty for air. Dying, he looked in shock at Shane's bleeding, swollen eye, which was indeed horri-

tring, Uut it was Shane's left eye that was the more unsettling of the two. Its gaze was tortured and

thunderous and full of insane rage. The harrowing stare alone could have killed Carl by way of shock

or heart attack, for all we know, but by this time he was all but dead anyway. For good measure, Shane

clutched at the neck of the corpse until blood tumed to thick sludge inside him, rendering him para-

lyzed for good. He collapsed to the ground next to a dead Carl'' Drawing short breaths, shane's entire head felt swollen. The spongy spider venom was nearly

finished soaking the life from his veins. He wondered which exhale would be his last. Unable to move

or scream, Shane heard the crunch ofgravel under tires. A car was coming up the driveway' He closed

his left eye and waited for his brother.

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Gary hated classical music. He often said so, especially while he was in elevators or fancyrestaurants. Not that he was in either of those places often, because he hardly ever left the house andwhen he did, it was rare for him to spend money (at least his own). Well, Cary was hardly a "classical"male.

He left abruptly, which wasn't like him. Gary was alary fib of warm beer and tepid bacon fat.

His shirts had mildew odor. For him to go anywhere more then six or seven traffic lights down the road

was unusual. Heck, this is the guy who crashed with his parents until he was almost 30 because,

according to him, he "already had it so good."Before Gary even got back to San Jose, he was in over his head. He was supposed to wait with

the money at the pay phone in front of Blowfish Sushi at Stevens Creek and Winchester. Someone

would find him there. He sat on a hot metal bench.

Cary hated fish.But he needed the money.He sat and thought about his wife, who loved classical music, and how his kids would never see

him again. He wished that he could have been smarter, so he could have made a better plan, gotten outoftrouble. He thought about pizza...and how much he wished these people hadn't told him to wait infront ofa sushi restaurant in the southem California sun.

The breeze salted his nostrils. "Why would anyone want to eat fish and rice when they couldhave pizza'!" he thought to himself.

Dank, bitter fish odor.Not surprisingly, no one was paying aftention to Gary. He was fully forgettable in every way.

Then his phone buzzed from his pocket, and it seemed to vibrate the whole bench. It wasn'twho he thought it would be.

Gary silenced the phone and just held it in his lap. He didn't move a muscle. He was waiting infront ofthat damned sushi restaurant with the money.

Five minutes went by. Ten. Fifteen.The phone rang again. "You've got to be kidding me," Gary thought as he looked at the number.

He flipped the phone open. The caller was frantic."Gary? Are you there? Your wife is at my house! You told me you left her! How did she find

me? What the hell is going on?""Calm down, Alex, calm down. I did leave her. I've got to meet some people first, and I'll be

there.""Gary is this what I think it is? Those people? Weren't you supposed to have paid them? Are

they mad you didn't pay them?""Don't worry about it. I've got it under control."The voice on the other end rushed to say something but Gary clammed the phone shut.. .the

modem kind of "click." As he put the phone in his pocket, his hand brushed the buft of a revolver. Asleek, mean-looking thing with a cherry red wooden handle.

Gary had never been cool or intimidating, but now it was different. Now he was in over hishead and he knew it. This was the first time he had ever canied a gun in public.

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Snnts Rrcmnv KBvrN McAnrsrpn

She's rigid and withered and comfortable in her new life"I'm happy now" she says, but there's tar on her tongueShe goes out with her friends and drinks hers morals awayShe goes out with her friends and she drinks her thoughts of me awayI'm not the one holding her through the phone anymoreAnd I can't let go but I can't hold on anymoreShe's lost my trust and my love and some of my respectHow long can she drink me away before I stick up for myselflThe girl I loved is long-dead, nowWhat am I holding onto?And my hands are hopeful as I imagine hers holding mineBut her hand doesn't fit anymore and I don't even recognize herShe gets drunk on the weekends and high at nightShe smokes cigarettes between the highs and lowsAnd she told me she betrayed me but it doesn't really matterAnd she's a hollow human shell in the image of a girl that I lovedAnd she's a hollow human shell pretending to be the girl that I lovedBut she's not fooling anyone anymore

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Two Frcunns

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Two figures, curled,beside my books

that treat of gods and men;

rwo fingers, crisP

with parching ink,carved 'round this quiv'ring Pen -wound up and bound with jealousY -'two fingers, out of ten.

As lamplight wanes,

my scornful looksthose figures won't ofrend;

their sleepY heads

see not, nor thinkhow they mY soul uPend -wound up and bound with jealousY -'nro heads, and naught for friend.

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Oun F,lnBwBrrnv EnrN Clsstov

No nrurc will you haunt my thouglrtsNo morc will you plague my drcams

Hard to bclieveI tinally lct go'?

Ycs, cvcn you can becomeno morc than a mcmory fiorn my past.

No rnorc livingin thc hopcs ol a glimmer.

Bags packcdT-he last cnrbrace wc'll cvcr have-

Prccrous, yes,

maybe even treasured.

At that monrentit was the entl

No more days wasting thc days

It's dcad.

Lcttcrs vanishedaway in the windEvcry bit of youhas becn swept away.

No nrore burnrng tcars

No nxrrc outlandish thoughtsDistant past is whcrc you'll dwellThis is our ctcrnal i'arewell.

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LnlnBnsHrp, PnnsoNS, AND Pnocnssns

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It is often said that leadership is a quality that people are either born with, or are not. The skillof leadership can be installed on a willing student, but its real nuances, its true purpose and qualities

cannot be leamed. Leadership can be taught as a process of leamed behaviors. It can be displayed as

one would show a weapon. It can be exercised on cue and even assigned to others. But the virtue that

others can rally around and place their trust in is an innate component of the human spirit. Yet through-

out the history ofthe human race there are countless instances of seemingly reticent people asserting

themselves in ways that would at first seem improbable and then totally impossible. In times of war,

peace-loving people have lead fierce attacks. Others, who would normally run from violence, deliverpunishing blows and inspire their brethren to do the same. So then, what is this quality of leadership

that inspires fellow humans to follow suit? Is it that the leader has learned tactics, behavioral triggers

that lure companions to set aside free will and replace it with the will of the instigator? Or is it that the

follower has no choice but to subjugate his own persona and instinctively defer to a "greater will"?

Leadership may instead be a process ofdevelopment; a process of encouragement and trust that,

given a nurturing confidence, human nature automatically assumes a search for higher aspiration. Men

and women, who are merely expected to follow, can instead lead if they are entrusted with the expecta-

tion that the higher goal is always within them. Therefore, leadership may be both the person and the

process, interchangeable with each other, yet rendered impotent without the human spirit, the aspiration

to achieve a higher state of being. Parents will provide their children with the tools to lead the familyinto the future, but it is up to the prodigy to put the leadership tools to use. Managers will instruct theircharges on how to build a better product, but it's up to the line staffto do what they are paid to pro-

duce. Generals will plan and command their legions, but each soldier will carry out the actual process

to move forward and ultimately to win. The leadership process is ultimately a human endeavor. lt is

both a leamed and an innate phenomenon. lt can be taught and it can be leamed. lt can be exercised by

reticent people and bold ones alike.

Leadership must never be the sole possession ofthose who claim to have singular genetic pre-

disposition. It should always be seen for only what it is: the ability of human beings to use it toachieve a higher order, a desired goal, or a better existence.

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What are we to do when our poetrywon't stop bleeding our dreams,echoed by the stars --So many, so brilliant, so distant?We run to a place with no lights on our faceTo distract us from the stars beaming to us from spaceWith our dreams in the skies we seem to sever thetether that holds us togetherTo this place, to this place, to this placeWe sing a song sharing our mutual depressionsOf a life unlived, and a battle not foughtOf a world unexplored and our dreams unsoughtAnd we sit. and we sit. and we sitSharing together our mutual depressionsAs we leam how to breathe and how to live in successionWhat are we to harvest when the soil won't stopdrying, as barren as a grandmother's womb --So lonely, unyielding, and empty?We run to a place to splash water on our faceAnd forget the hunger that's destroying this placeWith our dreams in the seeds we'll water the groundThey will grow we will grow, we will growWe hold hands and sing our mutual depressionsOf a live unlived and of stars not glowingOf a world unattended and of seeds not growingAnd we sew and we sew, and we sewSharing together our mutual depressionsAs we leam how to cope and how to live in successionAs we water our seeds and look to our homesWe fasten the stars within our soulsWe're arriving late but we're arriving cleanAs we gaze upon this beautiful scene

The stars from space before our faceOur seeds provide us our bounty

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