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I SwearA Poem by KaylarkI swear one day I'll leave this town.I'll close my eyes and spin aroundUntil these friendly faces become a blurOf pinks and grays and blues.I'll point.. |
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Out of EmptinessA Poem by Robert RonnowOut of emptiness comes this: Purposes as incomprehensible and wonderful as these purposes |
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IceA Poem by angelA town that turned to ice. Everything frozen and no one can get out. No work, school, everything closed down. No food, no way to wash. People are.. |
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Invisible Town.A Poem by E. M. BarmaschI thought of this while reading Italo Calvino's Invisble Cities, hence the title. |
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ON PROGRESSA Story by gazingmarsPlease help me by giving feedback on a new story I'm starting on! I'm currently working on the plot before I start doing my first draft, so give me pl.. |
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Chapter (20) THE COWA Chapter by MAD ENGLISHMANThe Cow A black and white cow, went out for the day, She didn’t have a car, so she walked all the way. After a while she met a farm .. |
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Jack's Time OutA Poem by Robert RonnowWhat luxury to get madabout last night's basketball lossand watch the full moon descendingat the speed the earth turns.Things could get worsepersonall.. |
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RETURNALA Story by connor phillipsA story about blame. |
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Motel RoomA Poem by Robert RonnowMotel room, U.S. map made of license plateseverything I need for a week is here, king-size bed, microwave, fridge, tv, hot platethe carpet's pretty cl.. |
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Eulogy to my Home TownA Poem by QuinnI come from a town that has basically nothing left, it has been damaged and left to rot for years. This poem was written on the walk home from the tow.. |
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River of BloodA Story by EJ's HorrorA couple buy a new house by the dried up river-bed only to find it wasn't only the river acting uncharacteristic. One of my most darkest drafts yet to.. |
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Auld Lang Syne... Is Ahead....A Poem by Onlymeshindig.. ie party, |
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My lovely townA Poem by Ghost47Uh.... Enjoy |
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Upper Manhattan Medical GroupA Poem by Robert RonnowOff the train I hit the streetsand start laughing. This is ridiculous,incomprehensible. How can innumerable bipedshave individual inner lives. Why are.. |
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The Divine WrathA Poem by zainulBirthday wish to my sweet friend, Katrine Plesner |
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once upon a timeA Story by LJHere I try my hand at a little magic realism, set in an ordinary place: a small town motel. |
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Got Sleep?A Poem by Robert RonnowNothing more intimate than sleepwake before dawn, go downtownprepare for tomorrow, come home from work late.Most cities prosper undisturbedsleeping pe.. |
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