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Street Spirits Theatre Company: A...de Montague
Prince George, BC. 1999.
A brilliant social worker, poet, playwright, and theatre activist named Andrew Burton decides to start a youth group based around theatre. It st...
#2
365de Montague
I had this idea last night after a few drinks, a pounding headache, and an excessive amount of throat lozenges.
In order to inspire me to write more often than I current...
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#3
Victoria Stde Montague
"What are we doing here?"
"What do you mean?"
"We're trapped in this godforsaken city! Living like rats! Destined to die!"
"You seem t...
#4
these are our streetsde Montague
"What is this world coming to??"
"What do you mean, Blue?"
"You know what I mean! Damn it, we grew up in these streets! We know these back alley...
#5
Mister Melrosede Montague
"Fade in and fade out, again and again."
Maddox Melrose has grown up in Prince George, BC his entire life. He's worked dead-end, minimum wage jobs since he gra...
#6
Poetry Book 4de Montague
hello again! another poetry book - number four, to be exact. if you've been here a while, you know the drill: there's no order to this thing, and after 100 poems or writ...
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#7
365 pt 2de Montague
Here's a continuation of 365, the story where I do my best to write SOMETHING every day. Wattpad has a chapter limit of 200, and that was reached on July 19th. So, the r...
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#8
Poetry Book 3de Montague
third poem collection. they aren't in any particular order or anything like that, and after 100, there will always be a new one. if you've been here a while, I'm sure yo...
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#9
Poetry Book 6de Montague
6th installment to random poetry compilation.
Photo is courtesy of a cold January afternoon. I can see the ravens.
Normally for these poetry books, I go to 100 poems. Bu...
#10
Two Wild Rosesde Montague
An elf prince catches blood on the breeze, and the blood is human - humans are a legend, talked as though they don't exist. Humans would never appear in elven lands. Unt...
#11
the first dayde Montague
this is an excerpt from a notebook I have called "random stuff", which was basically intended to allow me to scribble. whatever was on my brain when I picked u...