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Canticle of the Undead

Canticle of the Undead

A Story by mnicorata


Going back to the past once again, our character charters for the old world and finally discovers the true origin to all this darkness.
DOVE

DOVE

A Poem by E.P. Robles


This poem is a tribute to the style and thematic concerns of e.e. cummings, a prominent American poet known for his unconventional use of syntax, punc..
Etruscan Smile

Etruscan Smile

A Poem by walter alter


my soul is the shape of a bloodstain in Nadine Maraschino feng shui garden my right eye sits in the ruby voodoo goblet that she keeps balanced ..
Diagram Semiotics

Diagram Semiotics

A Poem by walter alter


The serene people whose ease of manner once made him yearn and confabulate are laughable cartoonish and piteous now could have been much worse ..
Engine of Didactic Beauty

Engine of Didactic Beauty

A Poem by walter alter


College is a lot of fun dad today we hanged the psychemetrics professor and that's how break dancing began in yesterday's semaphore seminar we ..
Fleshing out the Undead

Fleshing out the Undead

A Story by mnicorata


Jumping back to present day in my Undead saga, the main hero meets his match and starts a war with vampires.
The Door

The Door

A Story by mnicorata


Just a quick short horror story I wrote one night.
Cogs in the Demon Machine

Cogs in the Demon Machine

A Story by SparksInTheNight


I had a nightmare. It was one of the most terrifying dreams I've ever had. I wrote it down almost as soon as I woke up. I can't describe it in detail ..
Haiku #113: ---

Haiku #113: ---

A Poem by Blackbird


Squawk
Aurora's Dance

Aurora's Dance

A Poem by Snail Mails


This poem captures the ethereal beauty of the Northern Lights, painting a vivid picture of the aurora borealis in a clear, starry sky.
Mothers and Best Friends

Mothers and Best Friends

A Poem by lildot


Reflection of true friendship.
How Villains are Made

How Villains are Made

A Poem by iTryToWriteAllTheTime


Flaming swords,Blazingly cold desertsTemptation creeping in fromBoth the bleeding tip of my blade andShifting speckles of sand.To stretch out my betra..

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