The Proletarian
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BeautyA Poem by The ProletarianLife begins. The tears are mine and the relief is theirsAt the end the tables turn.This I was satisfied believing.That nature is not rational; that it.. |
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OilA Story by The ProletarianA prompt piece based on the word: Oil |
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RemembranceA Poem by The ProletarianA prompt piece based on the word: remembrance |
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BloomA Poem by The ProletarianI've never questioned my place among the trees.Though their branches smothered me,And wide, greedy leaves drank rays meant for me,I called it shade.Si.. |
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The End of Summer; The Stoic Meditation of a Flowe..A Poem by The ProletarianA man- dead in a field- seeks enlightenment; the flower growing from his corpse achieves it. |
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MonsterA Poem by The ProletarianIn the wake of a great personal tragedy, our protagonist- incapable of abstraction- struggles to understand the morals he's violated. |
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The Stoic Meditation of a Flower in a Field of Flo..A Poem by The Proletarianfull story here: https://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Moses.Reid/2834852/ |
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FrostA Poem by The ProletarianAn excerpt from from Frost: Primary Succession, Atom Bomb: Secondary Succession |
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Our Mortal CoilA Poem by The ProletarianShe was a coil.My eyebrows were shattered violin strings,furrowed.Trapping my eyes as they darted,scanning the room.It had been a bedroom, with blinds.. |
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A Monster in Someone Else's DreamA Story by The ProletarianA short homage to the style of HP Lovecraft |
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