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Important Update: Transition from pathetic.org to eMuse.org - 03/16/2025
by Gavin M Roy

After years of intermittent development, eMuse is almost ready to launch. As part of this transition, pathetic.org will be shutdown and will redirect to eMuse.org.
What you need to know:

* No accounts will be automatically created
* No content will be automatically transferred
* When creating your new eMuse account, you'll have the option to import your data from pathetic.org

We look forward to welcoming you to the new platform.

Hello, Survivors of 2020! - 01/03/2021
by V. Blake

Please check my post out in the General forum when you have a moment. Thanks!

Stay Healthy - 03/18/2020
by V. Blake

Hope you and yours are well.

A Congratulations to Leonard M Hawkes - 03/27/2019
by V. Blake

..who just published his first volume of poetry! Entitled Leaves from my Box Elder, it comes just in time for the 150th anniversary of the driving of the Golden Spike.

So, like the title says--congrats, Leonard!

Older News
Poem of the Day for 11/07/26

Triple Night Stand
by Beth K Hannah

Little train tracks of blood
Drip down my spine
I twist and turn in the mirror
To seek their beginning and end.
Such a heavenly scar will replace
These lust given wounds.
I dig for medicine and bandages,
And let my mind take me back...

...Carnal lust tore through the sheets
Silk brushed my thighs
Painting every inch of me into a broken dove.
As my breath grew quicker,
You serenaded me with my name,
And tasted my skin.
I felt as if the whole world was crashing down
In glorious waves of amber and night...


The next morning I found myself awakening
From a slumber never experienced.
Pushing aside all dignity,
I turned to my partner to hear of the past eve.
Dark hair spread over the red silk
Steady breathing told me dreams were still being made.
I reached for his hand and held it,
Watching the sunlight play hide and seek
Through our fingers.
My skin felt alive
My blood raw
And my body satisfied.

10/20/2003

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