Author Archives: Terry Scott Liebchen

About Terry Scott Liebchen

Hello, My name is Terry Scott. I reside in Minneapolis, MN. Perhaps I read books. Perhaps I write words. Perhaps you wouldn't "know" unless you saw with your own eyes. twitter: @sirterryscott Buy my ebooks: http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1/191-4788099-1818040?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=terry+scott+niebeling

Open Mic Shocker, Poetry Workshops, and Editing

Open Mic I did an open mic last night (21/04/15), no one booed. It felt great. I guess I sort of expect that now, for people to boo. Though, I always think that those in the audience who dare to … Continue reading

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European Cigarettes

While walking the bustling streets of Dublin, Ireland one notices the amount of cigarette smokers there are throughout the city. They appeared everywhere, it seems. Most people, fit people, strikingly beautiful women and handsome men, would walk the streets—fitness prone … Continue reading

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who the fuck knows

What I have heard a lot of, especially this week, is: that is wrong, or that is right, and then, always: fact. Usually, what I believe of something, whether it is right or wrong, does not matter. I could walk … Continue reading

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What are you going to do about it?

Generally, I avoid conflict and situations of adversity… though I enjoy a good conflict, and some adversity. Today I found that conflict, and sort-of adversity, only because I was having fun in the name of good, and action. My side … Continue reading

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The Security Door

The blue security door leading outside keeps on opening and closing, it slams loud, abruptly. A ghost walks through it. This apparition is faster than darting eyes, faster than reverberating sound, and above all, faster than objective belief, confusing. I … Continue reading

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Und So Weiter

At times a passage can encompass an entire novel; this is in reference to time and data, and what becomes of both together. For instance, while walking in the cold between halls on the way to class my boot lace … Continue reading

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Irish Hard Fate

Today I sit in the dining room of flat 43. This flat is on the fifth floor of an apartment complex in the middle of Dublin. I look outside at the city. I see buildings, birds, and double-decker buses; painted … Continue reading

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