i regret not the things i've done

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wondering if people have any suggestions for authors who write political fiction? I'm interested in starting some, but want to do some style reading first.

I had a great snippit last night about Republicans in South Carolina. "Columbia, where women still wear sun dresses and large hats on Sundays, and men still wear searsucker suits and enjoy their bourbon." or something of the like...

Well, leave comments if you have any ideas! Thanks!!


I was wondering if any of you read 'Bowery Blues' and 'Skid Row Wine'?
From which book is the two from?
Im doing a report next friday and I really appreciate it if any of you guys can help me out?
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    Smashing Pumpkins ~ For Martha

look!!!one i can do poetry too!!!1

One day, after many long hours of eating my own arm, I then proceeded to take a shit on a rainbow. The rainbow did not like it, but I shit on it anyway, and it then decided it liked me. After we fucked, the rainbow became pregnant and had a half human, half rainbow offspring which I named Shitface part seven. Then I died.
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damp room
the trainee with
the radiant smile and
the restrictive ignorance
of eager youth. (the dollhouse
could have been mine.)
the museum steps,
my own small feet
the trains behind
glass containers;
press the button,
a large chinese spider
displayed, motion-
less, poignant in
hopeless lacklustre.
knife-cuts in ears
ready sunsets behind
the moving chains,
profanity of an angry
european teen.
meaningless retorts
we were ignorant
we were children
then. a cover of night
pass by the pub and
a stranger with a bottle
tapping on the windshield--
base violence.
saucer eyes and
looking back, he
follows drunken.
eggs and cards;
a handmade mummy
precious gems.
a spit of racial hate
from the gray-head's
grownup lips on
a brown child's face
(she was six, she was
six,) what is race,
what is hate?
the grace of the
violin in a young boy's
hands. he repeats:
tutor me! a kiss on my
cheek. the line of feet
perhaps nine or ten,
in the cold open:
smug grins, crossed arms
vicky shrugs; she'd always
been polite.
a grinning whisper,
a fast resentful slur,
that 80's class
of handicraft. the niceties
of doll-making. candy-
giving without demands.
trolls with
colorful hair. chocolate
balls in white-paper bags.
lollipop sticks, new
trends, more reprimands.
spiraling stone stairs
a used church
false police calls
steep iron rungs
an adventure gone
fourth grade
ends and the plane
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help please !

i need some help with this screen play i'm writing. i want there to be different 20 year olds telling an obscene story about highschool days. so if you dont mind, tell me something you remember that sticks out that parents would freak out about. tell them something about generation x that will be shockworthy and truthful. it can be vulgar, nasty, sex related, non sex related. something you maybe saw or heard about. doesnt necessarily have to be something that happened to you.

thank you