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Internal prison

Internal prison

A Poem by Julia Longberry


Live captured or die freely
Night Sky

Night Sky

A Poem by Lin


What does the night sky there look like?
Dark Heart

Dark Heart

A Story by Sayaka


Story/Poem
Solstice

Solstice

A Poem by gabiaimee


Dec. 21, 2017
The Beast Inside...

The Beast Inside...

A Poem by Sachi Ruaya


You found that someone, Who you deem; is the last piece of you O’ but that one…that other one just – … How long will you..
Stuck!

Stuck!

A Poem by J.L.Hopper


Depression From A Different Point Of Veiw
Wood Or Skin

Wood Or Skin

A Poem by J.L.Hopper


Wood Or Skin v2 Somedays i feel like a treeMy leaves soaking up the sunMy branches spreading wideMy bark strong and unbreakableMy roots plante..
Nocturnal Melancholy

Nocturnal Melancholy

A Poem by Carel Mani


This is something I felt during 7 years of imprisonment on a foreign continent.
The Royal Renegade #7

The Royal Renegade #7

A Chapter by Eogin


Surrounded by his dead father's enemies, Barnaby, the heir to an outlawed throne, is pulled into a dangerous game of power by the most feared man of a..
gloaming box

gloaming box

A Poem by dimz


an image-inspired poem about twilight reflected off my cigar box of keepsakes. published in my second poetry zine. also contains an homage to "Lysergi..
melinoë

melinoë

A Poem by dimz


text of a hyperbolic weird romantic poem published in my third poetry zine.
kashmir dreaming

kashmir dreaming

A Poem by dimz


very short poem from a couple years ago
Slaughter

Slaughter

A Poem by Lucia


Where trees once kissed the skylineI find ribs upon a cageWhere pristine borders now entwineI once bore twinkling stageWhere honey once did glistenUpo..
Unseelie

Unseelie

A Book by A. N. Craddock


After her twin brother fails to return from Faerie, 18-year-old Cira ventures to the nightmarish realm to find him.
Prologue

Prologue

A Chapter by A. N. Craddock


The dizziness that signaled a fae was near began to fade. With a gasp of relief, Cira collapsed against the alley wall. The rough brick cut into the s..
Forlorn and More

Forlorn and More

A Poem by George Anthony


Potential symbology for many things
Time

Time

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Tick, tick, tock! Tick, tick, tock! Gone are the days, we hold for granted. Ticking away, our life in canted.
The Last Psychic

The Last Psychic

A Book by Pim


The power once common has been slaughtered. There remain only two users. One with unknown power who has massacred his way into power, and a teenager w..
Chapter One: Bloodshed

Chapter One: Bloodshed

A Chapter by Pim


The rebellion is crippled by the might of the military, being forced to use questionable measures to ensure the survival of their movement.