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Final ActA Poem by JessicaGadzialaSometimes I punish myself with thescene of his goodbye-the instantanious sadness,the overwhelming feeling ofworthlessness-to remind myself to never al.. |
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Unfamiliar KitchenA Poem by JessicaGadzialaI had a dream last nighthe called me his in a dingylittle unfamiliar kitchenand then he pulled me closekissed my foreheadand told me he loved me.I wok.. |
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The Gift Of FreedomA Poem by Stephen J. VattimoA poem about how freedom is a purchased gift,it's not free. |
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Ode to a Fighting BullA Poem by Alice AriesI tend to come across a bit old hat when writing poetry, so I thought i'd have a stab at an ode. |
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A Love UnbrokenA Poem by Alice AriesThis is another sonnet; this time less personal but still adhering to the traditional style and form. |
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Cold BloodA Story by Alice AriesThis is a monologue, it is not an extract; but a stand alone piece in a series of monologues, dialogues and short stories I did exploring the themes o.. |
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Visiting HourA Story by Alice AriesThis is an extract of a piece of dialogue between a wife and her incarcerated husband. |
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The 'Famous Names' ProjectA Book by Aram AlexanderI started this project using my Facebook account after asking myself the question "How would acquaintances react to my writings if I attributed my wor.. |
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Olympian LoveA Poem by Deos Fortioribus AdesseCreative Writing |
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"Finding my R's"A Story by thedictatorThis creative writing piece deals with my transition moving from the northeastern United States down to South Carolina. I wanted to capture the cultu.. |
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The world breathes fasterA Story by MirnaAnd the only thing a human can control is his soul. |
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How To Break A HabitA Poem by JessicaGadzialaThere have been studies that suggestsleeping clutching a pillow releasesthe same endorphins as falling asleepwith a lover-and I hope it is true as I f.. |
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Don't Call HimA Poem by JessicaGadzialaDon't call him.It wont solve anything to reach out because the nights are gettinglonger and colder.Take a hot shower, drink a cup of teaand go to bed .. |
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Painful Red RemindersA Poem by JessicaGadzialaI swear this razor only begsto kiss my skinon nights like thistoo long and lonely andoverflowing with thoughts of him-though the "him" has changedthre.. |
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Until It Doesn't HurtA Poem by JessicaGadzialaI couldn't get back two yearsof my life spent worryingmyself to ulcers over someonewho could never love me as muchas he claimed.And I cant erase the p.. |
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Poetry BooksA Poem by JessicaGadzialaI could write a million linesin a hundred poetry booksand every word would dripheavy of your nameeven ones about other menwho have come since youleft .. |
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HairA Poem by JessicaGadzialaI cant wash him out of my haireven though it has completelygrown new since the last timehis fingers stroked itssoftness from my scalp to my hips-I cut.. |
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PeacekeeperA Poem by JessicaGadzialaI forgive thosewho never deserved a second chanceor thirdor fourthof fifteenthand I lick the wounds in silentself-loathing-their names bringing memori.. |
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Ihop On A Friday NightA Poem by JessicaGadzialaIt was all fluorescent lights,and vinyl covered boothsand I laughed for the first timein more months than I care to admit-and I let a stranger run his.. |
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A Soul's ProfitA Story by MirnaTo earn Love is more worth than to earn anything else. |
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