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My Dance Journey

My Dance Journey

A Story by Kathrin S


A 500-word piece, possibly to be published in a book. Please help to edit it -- review swaps welcome!
Trees Grow With Us

Trees Grow With Us

A Screenplay by Clara Kevie


Opening up to someone can be beautiful and painful...
In Exuberance Of Self-Defeat

In Exuberance Of Self-Defeat

A Poem by Stacy Purvis


I see you as a tiny, flowering plant in a garden. You’re surrounded by much larger plants but you are still small. You have access to the ..
She is dark

She is dark

A Poem by smclopez


How dark is she?Well, she has dark eyesand even more dark under her eyeswhere the skin turns a purpleinto in-wanting palettes of greyWe say those colo..
Subsistence Conundrum

Subsistence Conundrum

A Book by Ganik


Pseudo-psychotic ramblings of an virtuous egomaniac.
Feet On The Ground, Head In The Clouds

Feet On The Ground, Head In The Clouds

A Story by Stacy Purvis


When I was a little girl, I couldn’t get my hands on enough books. For a child of only 7-10 years old, I was well aware of my bookworm status, c..
Dawn

Dawn

A Poem by Patrick G.


French horns play their music, with light trickling down over the hills and the silent forest to the new buds of trees that will one day ..
Belief

Belief

A Story by Koiel


They made her believe
Wheat

Wheat

A Poem by Danielle


This is about love and fruitfulness in an attempt to define a sensation with connectedness represented in nature and spreading of seed.
Nature's Pact

Nature's Pact

A Poem by Jimmy Glenn


Lovely nature with a little religion.
Pitch

Pitch

A Poem by JT Godin


This one is 5/7/5
Pretending

Pretending

A Poem by Nate Olds


Disappear, but not from view, just from what we have built that has now run eschew.You tear at me at me and bear on me while our memories prefer to we..
Little Sprout

Little Sprout

A Poem by Footprints al carbon


Before little wing. After little flight.
Pleating Reverie

Pleating Reverie

A Poem by B


Seeking a medium a place of resting postureResistance was neither a mild walk to heavenHanging gardens in jazzy subtle beingDispersing uncongealed air..