About akaMrDecember

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Name:
Victor Cannestro
Sex:
Male 
Age:
24
Location:
Local Time:
17 Sep 2019 02:58
Favorite Movies:
Casablanca, Pulp Fiction, The Graduate, Doctor Zhivago... the good stuff basically
Favorite Music:
Whatever suits my mood really (The Beatles, Sam Cooke, Tommy Emmanuel, Young the Giant, Frank Sinatra, Mozart, Beethoven, Eric Clapton, Nina Simone, etc...)

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12 Feb 2013
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Stories:
7
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Still On My Mind

Acquiesced through silent passion An honest heart’s embrace  Stoking the embers lying ashen  A shadow too strong to face Regardless of a flame so strong Fickle time does not remain  Condemning these feelings to prolong  I find myself enchained Blessed indifference may lie ahead  And darkness approaches near  But I stay to sleep in that bed  For those embers I so endear...

Added 02 Apr 2013 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 835 | 1 Comment

'A Canticle for Leibowitz' - Analysis

Prompt: How does the character(s) relationship to the past contribute to the work as a whole? ********************************* Woven rhythmically in a perpetual dance, life begins with a single thread and ends with a web, no one bearing likeness to another—yet in man it is also a serpent that sheds and is reborn. Unlike the web, the serpent is always there, feeding on the darkness in...

Added 18 Feb 2013 | Category Musings | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 1,570

Autumn Bliss

The car slowed to a halt, and with a lumbering movement, I glanced up, weary and confused. I was young and could not fend sleep during the trip. Walking with my family amidst the autumn foliage, my attention became fixed on crushing the gnarled leaves sprawled about the ground. Eager for fresh prey, I looked up, finding instead, a trove of ornate buildings to capture my fleeting attention, and...

Added 17 Feb 2013 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 2 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 708 | 5 Comments

On the Edge of Iniquity

Staring into to the murky depths of the sea, one can either catch a glimpse of their soul or be lost in their own narcissism. It is within this aqueous body where man makes part of the journey of life—to find their identity and become an eddy amidst the mainstream. But this ocean of pride is subject to spontaneous changes of composure, yielding different fates for pilgrims: either providing...

Added 16 Feb 2013 | Category Musings | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 851 | 4 Comments

The Little Things

Beams of light reflected off the icy surface into my weary eyes as I took my first steps into the cold. Save for the rows of barren trees, the development had become a veritable tundra. The morning sun was still young and had greeted me, suddenly and energetically, like a child eager to show its world to an exhausted parent. I ventured forth, into the all-encompassing gray that had come with...

Added 14 Feb 2013 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 758 | 1 Comment

No Sweat

An artificial stillness crept into the air around me, as sets of eyes waited for what was to come. My terror, growing from each stare, fastened its grip, constricting my breath until it was unbearable . I can’t handle playing for my family let alone a crowd. I needed to escape this asphyxiation; find somewhere, no, anywhere to go. Should I stop and just leave? But pride tethered me...

Added 15 Feb 2013 | Category Musings | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 778 | 1 Comment

To Be Like the Koalas

Each second in passing my mind conveys A shroud of shadows, a dreary haze  To spry minds a distinction so stark  A harbinger of an inevitable dark Though murkiness approaches, ever so near My vantage remains, abiding and clear  Primordial clouds configuring from naught  Contour into storms of renegade thought This ubiquitous flurry envelopes me so Chiding the worries calling below ...

Added 13 Feb 2013 | Category Poetry | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 781 | 2 Comments

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storiesspace
Happy Birthday from the team at Stories Space.
13 Dec 2018 00:30
storiesspace
Happy Birthday from the team at Stories Space.
13 Dec 2017 00:30
storiesspace
Happy Birthday from the team at Stories Space.
13 Dec 2015 00:30
storiesspace
Happy Birthday from the team at Stories Space.
13 Dec 2014 00:30
storiesspace
Happy Birthday from the team at Stories Space.
13 Dec 2013 00:30
AlexH
Sir!
16 Feb 2013 21:03
DirtyMartini
Hey Victor...thanks for the add, and welcome to Stories Space...a fun, friendly story site...
13 Feb 2013 20:29
AlexH
Profile pic is epic.
12 Feb 2013 20:50
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