Chloe : Writing

Picnic

Picnic

A Poem by Chloe


The insects who litter the ground are our friends I plucked one between thumb and forefinger, bringing him to my ear where I let him crawl inside ..
Only By the Night

Only By the Night

A Poem by Chloe


Only by the night yes...no, I did steal that line from Poe although, I don't know... It's only by the night when Mama tucked me in tight I clu..
Rival

Rival

A Poem by Chloe


This is a revised poem I wrote back in July.
Creepy Stalker

Creepy Stalker

A Story by Chloe


This is like "A Pure Silence". I had an assignment from my Honors English class to write about a historical moment. I chose the memory that I have the..
The Assassin, Mouth

The Assassin, Mouth

A Poem by Chloe


My mechanical limbs motion murders bones stretching and snapping all to break the bonds of blood I’ve shared with politics, w****s, hypocri..
The Itch

The Itch

A Poem by Chloe


I have an itch the itch to leave the itch, it keeps itching it itches, it itches A red spot 365 days prior now a distorted body it's a wonder..
Hats Off

Hats Off

A Poem by Chloe


Read "Here I Am" and "The Broken Yolk Slipped From The Pan and Left the Meal".
The Broken Yolk Dripped From the Pan and Left the Meal

The Broken Yolk Dripped From the Pan and Left the ..

A Poem by Chloe


This is my first shot at minimalism. I wrote it in two minutes. This is written about the same person in "Here I Am". It's really weird.
Dear Death and All His Friends

Dear Death and All His Friends

A Poem by Chloe


I used the new Coldplay album as inspiration. These feelings are all mine though.
The Wheat Field

The Wheat Field

A Story by Chloe


Read "Letters".

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