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My Deaf ParentsA Story by Veronica StaehleI have Deaf parents and currently am working with my siblings through some family differences that I hope will result with a better future for us all... |
The Wolf On The WallA Poem by TyBeautiful Struggle, Social Toxicity. The Wolf On The Wall. |
I Plant SeedsA Poem by TyI Plant Seeds. Life. A Voyage. |
The Potential of Saying "Elsewhere"A Poem by CookeCodyToday it is possible to be trapped inside of freedom. You're not chained to anything, only kept inside. The towering walls of expectations imprison yo.. |
Culture ShockA Poem by SimbaShe walked so many miles from a place of little to a place of more then she could imagine. |
The Cruelest Farewell.A Story by Mustafa Abuhamdehevery forty seconds, someone in the world will slit their wrists, or take an excessive dose of bills to end their existence. Why? When did the face of.. |
Runescape Aviansie CultureA Story by ogpalloveAviansie culture is best described as tribal. Though the tribes today work together for the greater good, tribalism is still strongly influencing thei.. |
Who Am I?A Poem by CBHA poem I had to write for a global experience class in college. Describes me through my upbringing. |
White Wine & Divine BovinesA Poem by SergeiA surreal experience of love, Bliss, and the divine |
It's not about youA Poem by DiskartetHarayaA poem from 2008 resurfaces from your live feed.What is this? You exclaim.It has gotten a few views and a review.What is this? You exclaim again.The r.. |
Spirit and the DrumA Poem by Onyia-Ali, Kingsley Chukw..Africa festival of dance and western music. |
Explaining HalloweenA Story by Debbie BarryBased on true events,story of explaining Halloween to a person from another culture. |
Twelve HoursA Poem by Buy Router SwitchThis is something I’ve written down on my very first day off the plane into England. The premise is that twelve hours of flight can erase all yo.. |
Bedtime Cigarette - 3.35 am; or; Nameless BirdsA Poem by Buy Router SwitchOne thing that can make you feel foreign (and no matter how literate as you think you are) is the sound of birds foreign to you. |