Chris Whitenack, Writer

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Lessig: Copyright isn’t just hurting creativity: it’s killing science

Watching now. 

Have to make sure it ends up on my roommate’s dash.

I will never fully understand how

You could not love you

This facade is more telling of Joy

for a mouth that shows such pleasure

and is so pleasing

brings to mind only innocent joy,

and caresses of sweetness that only leave me breathless

Almond-shaped wonders I will have to wait to see,

really see

Have the shape of speculative curiosity

That Little Girl my Little Boy really wants

to meet…and smile that deep smile.

Bones and Brows that Super-Models would gladly suffer for

An Ancient Beauty

Grecian, Roman….

Stirring me in a way that gives comfort

and urgency…..

Coal-Black Safety surrounds it all in a Grace

I’m sure you would argue with,

Brings a Sensuality that not even

Elitis could accurately describe.

That leaves me to want for touch,

and special secret scents

I see Happy, Freed

Undeniable Love.

katie-alicyn:

Mr Writer, why don’t you tell it like it is? / Why don’t you tell it  like it really is? / Before you go on home

katie-alicyn:

Mr Writer, why don’t you tell it like it is? / Why don’t you tell it like it really is? / Before you go on home

At long last: seven months, one child,one crashed hard drive, and a whoooole lot of stuff in-between, Whitey has returned to the keyboard!

I am currently working on an article about Northern State Mental Hospital, where I just wrapped up working for three really interesting months!

One very happy writer.
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Finally, back to work!
I began laughing a bit hysterically, because my companion was running as fast as his legs would go, but just out of reach of the ground…
Excerpt from “What happened to C. White”, an unpublished Science Fiction piece I submitted for a compilation. This is a completed short story available for publishing.