Sean Beaudoin

Enough excellent writing to fill a large tube sock

My Books:

From the Blog

News

A Spiderable Prose Poem

Nerd. Books. Rock. Rock Music. Biodiesel. Hippy Mom. Nirvana. Chopper. Bad guy smell. Sister. Love. Road Trip. Punch. Burger Barn. The Terminator. Babs Striesand. Movie scripts. Mustache and Perm. Skinny. Fat. Inventor. Wanna be In a Band? Yes. NATS. Girlfriend. The Beatles. Dumped. Artifice. Swayze, Patrick. Real. Souped up Camaro. Four-In-One wallet. DON'T BE SUCH A STAN.
And, Twitter too… Also on Facebook

“I ran down the hall. And stopped in front of the counselor’s office. There was nothing there. Not even a door, just bricks. I could swear there used to be a door.”

site design: Juxtaprose