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Morbo - in editing

Morbo - in editing

A Story by Venefica Tenebrae


Death. Fascinating? Satisfying? They are among us. Inconspicuous, coy, men, women, blue-eyed, brown-haired, long-legged, wearing glasses. They h..
Our Cherry Wine Anthem

Our Cherry Wine Anthem

A Poem by stargirl23


raise your glass in all your ruddiness this is our song our cherry wine anthem the one that would play each soirée undernea..
Wine

Wine

A Poem by TheLonelyArtist


Lips begin to tingle,The cold takes over,Soulful merry jingle,My consciousness is sober.Thoughts evaporate,Unsaid words are spilled,Tongues compensate..
A Conversation

A Conversation

A Story by Marina


Two o f my heroes talking with each other about life.
Jesus and his wine

Jesus and his wine

A Poem by Marina


Sadly, not a true story. Also, in case someone is offended know that it's not my problem. I am just having fun!
Chaotic Drips

Chaotic Drips

A Story by Blake Francis


Viewing an abstract painting stirs varying emotions, Thomas Berry knows that all too well.
Who we could have been

Who we could have been

A Story by Willbutler


A short story I wrote several years ago at about three in the morning after several excursions into a bottle of wine which I probably meant to be a lo..
Addiction

Addiction

A Poem by Grey Evanescent


You know it's killing you, but you just don't stop
Just For Two

Just For Two

A Poem by Michael Iam Bone


This poem is about french stereotypes. :}D
For the Love of a Wine Dahlia

For the Love of a Wine Dahlia

A Story by Kaybrie93


Amery Beau is a young girl stricken by grief, who falls in love with a boy equally damaged by the world. This is a tragic story of love, secrets, lies..
Wine & Antidepressants

Wine & Antidepressants

A Story by JesseMacabre


A piece I wrote as an insert for my novel.
The Eiffel Tower's Where I Sit

The Eiffel Tower's Where I Sit

A Poem by Ty


The Eiffel Tower's Where I Sit
6 Seconds

6 Seconds

A Poem by solitare


It's6.06pm.There's a hum in my head. Dullish but progressively growing louder by the minute. Faster. More persistent. Then begins to echo, vibrantly.I..
Thy Lips

Thy Lips

A Poem by Michael G. Smith


Edits, inspirations and collaboration by/with YumnaKayThy lips, Wet roses; milk pink.Pillows, silks and sighs... sounds of a river’s dance,sof..
Shattered dreams on bloodied sheets

Shattered dreams on bloodied sheets

A Poem by Gee


Just another notch on the bedpost