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WHAT AM I?: Nephilim WHAT AM I?: Nephilim
A teen boy gets killed, but trades his soul for another chance. He changes. A girl notices the new boy with silver eyes.

Cyprian Van Dyke : Writing

Honeymooning In Greece (This Time It’s Me (in the tower) pt. 2)

Honeymooning In Greece (This Time It’s Me (i..

A Story by Cyprian Van Dyke


Princess Pele and Prince Blayze Honeymoons to Greece to keep the fire burning in their heart's
I Begin To Wonder

I Begin To Wonder

A Poem by Cyprian Van Dyke


As I look at my fingersI’m reminded of an octopusThat squirts out ink Like the pen in my hand.Under this blue skyThat’s full of air I brea..
Bruce Wayne

Bruce Wayne

A Poem by Cyprian Van Dyke


A fire burning in the fireplace;A star burning in outer space.A woman cuddled in my arms;like Catwoman next to Batman.A new day dawns in Gotham;A new ..
This Time It's Me

This Time It's Me

A Story by Cyprian Van Dyke


A princess goes and saves her prince/hero from a tower; she must defeat a dragon that’s as cunning as a fox
Her Perfume

Her Perfume

A Poem by Cyprian Van Dyke


The skyline glows, like low stars.And,Streams of cars, shine like rivers.In the wind, there’s a scent,Of perfume… of a concept.On the str..
 The Returner Of Time

The Returner Of Time

A Poem by Cyprian Van Dyke


Red 57 Chevy, smooth as porcelain, nothing crockery,Its length & width is like a bed to the one sitting in it& its low beams glow like dreams ..
Out Of Intermissions

Out Of Intermissions

A Poem by Cyprian Van Dyke


I’m not perfect. Despite how much I practiced.I’m still a child when I speak. I’m still that child.I was intoxicated on the most exp..
His Book Pt.2

His Book Pt.2

A Poem by Cyprian Van Dyke


Her highlighter makes his words glow in the dark.She holds her teddy bear & reads another chapter.He shows her his planet, & sky, with its hal..
His Book

His Book

A Poem by Cyprian Van Dyke


Journey to the center of your imagination.
Grandfather's Story

Grandfather's Story

A Poem by Cyprian Van Dyke


The clock is the eyes, the heart is the bell.Grandfather sits by my side with a story to tell.Back in the day, there was a painter,But he could only d..

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