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I have 1303 stories published in 10 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 1416813 times and 110 of my stories have been cherry picked.
9 of my 206 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 9 votes

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Sean Lawlor Nelson

American; 40; divorced with 3 kids; I've lived in Sweden and Thailand; and have devoted 40 years to the literary endeavor. I've been a part of this literary community forever; and won many cherry awards from our eminent editors. Thanks to my fellow literati in this community.

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My stories

!!Vu-Ja-Day!!

By seannelson on Thu, 28 Sep 2006

[I]dedicated to the great Robin Cody[/I] often mistaken for its more normal brother, even at first by its gnarled and scathed beholders, it is the most glorious and hard-fought of flowers, springing from the very winter of rock bottom,
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate 18

If the War Goes On

By seannelson on Thu, 28 Sep 2006

(dedicated to the great Herman Hesse) If the war goes on, what but gore shall be achieved? what wealth shall be accrued but living upon mourned son? If the war goes on, what shall be the harvest
Opinion
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Weird Voyage Loveward

By seannelson on Sun, 24 Sep 2006

I undertook it well after my miraculous Thailand debacle, antecedent to an ill and scholarly time in which I danced with a thousand ideas from MLK to the primally fierce river dolphins of South America,
Autobiography
Story
Certificate U

To Be a Poet

By seannelson on Sat, 23 Sep 2006

To be a "poet" (as best I know to say it) is to cease to be one individual or one of the many, to be a water drop rising from a midnight back-alley pool, to be greedily ambitious
Love
Poem
Certificate U

The Autistic Blues

By seannelson on Fri, 08 Sep 2006

dedicated with love to my Mom Kathy De Autistic Blues has the loneliest hues: the kind you try so hard to just can't seem to lose. Cause there's no minding your Ps when it seems there's no cues,
Opinion
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Certificate U

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