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Grey SpectrumA Poem by Alez Goethe:Re |
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GREAT NEWS!!!A Story by Adam M. SnowI have the most wonderful news to share... |
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SirenA Poem by Alez GoetheThe siren that lures and sways my hope like the flowing tide. |
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Shut up and love each otherA Poem by MoonChildPoetry'Women will never progress by beating each other down.It's time to start fixing each others crowns.' |
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Here & NowA Poem by Danielle UrbanHere and now,I stand waiting judgementNothing is clearThe wind carries faint whisperscalling softly to those with skillsI neither have nor knowBut I s.. |
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I stop knowing the sound of your voiceA Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths(My newer, more realistic work. There’s so much to say in regard to this, as well as all of my poems that follow this theme, but in that largene.. |
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window shoppingA Poem by Charlotte e.e. GriffithsI have closed my eyes to similar sights and I walk among smoked streets I do not know in what I hope is .. |
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leaky faucetA Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffithsinto myself, I empty an entire bottle of honesty, watch as the tap drips gently and soon oozes a thick, rich blackness, a darkness I’ve kn.. |
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The Ones You Hate - Chapter OneA Story by lis kRosie gets a weird phone call from her friend Maria. |
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HummingbirdA Poem by TyHummingbird |
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Rats FeverA Story by lis k„...Na, na, na, na was a son of a preacher man...“She was defiant from the start. Like a cactus in the desert, that only bends slightly in.. |
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a sunlight to wait for (I couldn’t only wait for..A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffithswe sit afront a raging ocean, the closest I have been to home since I left it, catching sand slipped beneath bent fingers and bruised legs, c.. |
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Dancing with the DevilA Poem by Ally AnnI have done the waltz with the devil,his feet move like rain.He swept me off of my feetand spun me until I felt no pain.He asked me to dancewith a gra.. |
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How to Be a WriterA Poem by Ally AnnDestroying yourself for the words inside you |
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The Ones You Hate -Chapter TwoA Story by lis k[excerpt]Chapter Two - NanyThe next day I sat in the living room and drank some orange juice and ate a Pop-Tart that was filled with chocolate cream. .. |
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She WasA Story by Ally AnnSomething I wrote a while back, about a not knowing how much you mean to someone until it is too late |
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Word Vomit #1A Poem by Catherine Macatangayi found this in my notes on my phone and it still feels relevant so lmao here it is |
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Paper RosesA Poem by Adam M. SnowPaper roses and firefly kiss; all up in smoke, by this which imposes, as daylight exposes- |
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The campaignersA Poem by Haim KadmanA poem |
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Peace in our timesA Poem by Haim KadmanA POEM. |
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