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However Long it Takes

However Long it Takes

A Poem by Art Betancourt


My love for you is only surpassed by my selfish self-hate
Existing In A Thought

Existing In A Thought

A Poem by Ashley


Swooshing spirits, Dancing fearless, Rising with the Sun. What an experience, In an instance, The anomaly of existence. Us earthly beings, ..
distance.

distance.

A Poem by Reece Butler


Why doesn’t he care? And (because he doesn’t) why do I care so much?
My Remaining Soul

My Remaining Soul

A Story by JaniceKJ


My experience of studying aboard...
Leonard

Leonard

A Poem by Cole Hayley


For Leonard Cohen
Whiskey Train

Whiskey Train

A Poem by Misterr Remeat


A blues tune
d r e a m s

d r e a m s

A Poem by Lotte Han


I like dreaming,it takes me away to places that no one else could think of.My own conjured up thoughts.Isolation. Silence. Desire.My mind for one mome..
{four}

{four}

A Poem by barton smock


untitled fog overtakes toad & boys are born. ghost yoga. crucifixion. train is a tunnel train’s never ..
your father

your father

A Poem by barton smock


a barber in a swim cap combing the dream for a surgeon’s toothpick
Sharecropper Eyes

Sharecropper Eyes

A Poem by Billie


Bright-eyed-girl -- "knock, knock".He opens the door.Intrigued-girl -- "hello".Innocent smile, secure-girl.Just a quick evening visit. Him, handsome. ..
The threat

The threat

A Story by Ashwin Shanker


The bullies are waiting for your flesh.
Too Late To Remember

Too Late To Remember

A Poem by Molly K


Remember when you said I could never hurt you? Those lonely nights at 3 am when we would sit up and send each other our favourite songs and talk a..
right now.

right now.

A Poem by Reece Butler


I am torn to pieces. I am angry, hurt, and betrayed.
Dawn

Dawn

A Poem by Cole Hayley


DawnGet off workLateFirst bloodof blueDrawn on the nightI crumble like a statueIn unpredictable waysMy bed my tombDay breaks in my roomI can't sleepI ..
Insipid

Insipid

A Poem by Orizielle


I wish I could feel again. Just once, to trace the shape of your lips.
The Idealist

The Idealist

A Poem by Jes' Pi


Hear my angry growl, You're the one who's running now, To the terrified humanity. What happened in the past, Will never be in the bloody future,..
the stone

the stone

A Poem by barton smock


sack race. minotaur. (the stone) a before and after picture of absence.
The Trouble with Writing

The Trouble with Writing

A Poem by emipoemi


As rolling stones would never gather moss, Sporadically would steadfast writers write- A moment’s win could ..
Biggy and Bugga

Biggy and Bugga

A Story by emipoemi


A goat, prim and priggy (To all known as Biggy), Was wed to a piggy Named Bugga Coshu. Three years the..