Matthew Clough : Writing

A Modified Scene from "Breakfast at Tiffany's"

A Modified Scene from "Breakfast at Tiffany's"

A Poem by Matthew Clough


I spend my Novembers sleeping alone, dreaming of yesterdays and weekends on the beach, a cabin on the shore complete with patio furniture..
Sitting on a Cloud of Fallen Leaves

Sitting on a Cloud of Fallen Leaves

A Poem by Matthew Clough


It feels like floating. Hanging limply in the air, suspended above the cold earth and the veins of root systems coursing through it like a..
I Write Erotica

I Write Erotica

A Poem by Matthew Clough


I keep my friends lined up on shelvesin tidy little rows organized by sizeso that they won't ever think about misbehaving.I take them down one by one ..
Borderland

Borderland

A Story by Matthew Clough


The first time I got drunk I thought about my eighth grade language arts teacher. She taught me what adverbs were, proper four square strategy, and..
The Concept of Home and Other Fallacies

The Concept of Home and Other Fallacies

A Story by Matthew Clough


When I was a child, my parents tried desperately to raise me as a good, wholesome Christian boy. They toted me along to church with them each Sunday..

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