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A novelA Poem by jenPlease give me feedback as i wish to put it in my english portfolio. thank you. |
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PappaA Poem by Annak05To My Loved Ones part 3 of 3. Written to family members shortly before moving abroad, and having to leave them behind. |
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Small SeedA Poem by Ariana OmnomnomI was just a stunted seed But you were just what I need I thought I'd never make it That I'd never grow You taught me not to wait Because I'd nev.. |
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regarding the discovery and destruction of identit..A Poem by alexalikeswords[inspired by the queer documentary The Celluloid Closet]it’s not dissimilar to acceptance into university; the essays,the above average bestyouc.. |
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Deathly stubbornly blissfulA Poem by VoidlessWater trickles down the flower’s stem As it stares deep into the eyes of the sun Been blind for ever ‘til now Spores that keep flying.. |
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I’ve grownA Poem by VoidlessA crippled ape eager to dance with a twinkle in his eyes, yet his movements don’t comply. He questions why a thousand times. His thoughts se.. |
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SheddingA Poem by Lori MackShedding I'm shedding you see. Soon you will not recognize me. There are many changes, I used to flee. But now I am free. Redecorated the old.. |
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The PlantA Poem by bigballofwordsWe didn't talk about the plant in the corner of the room.We didn't talk about how it wilted, how it folded inward, how it became brittle and frail.We.. |
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RunningA Poem by bigballofwordsI have been running every day of my life.I have run down rocky roads,dark paths, shaky groundsI have run uphill, around corners,and right back to the .. |
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Time to change..A Poem by OnlymeEveryone needs some recognition in life.To be noticed and acknowledge and tobe accepted and loved.But when someone is being a troll it'snot for the ri.. |
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Love, Approval, and a Good GirlA Story by Mariah RenaeNon-fiction personal essay exploring my past, love, and my relationship with my mom. Warning: includes mention of child molestation, physical abuse, a.. |
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Believe Me, Not The Words I SayA Poem by MihoryThe beginning of my journey to find myself through writing, after 10 years of being afraid and being secluded within myself |
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To Grandmother and MotherA Poem by William RousseauThis is a poem written in the midst of nostalgia. |
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