Tags : memory

Old Doors

Old Doors

A Poem by Verin


I’m walking down a corridor Floorboards groan in protest With each footstep forward A haun..
23 seconds of strange spring

23 seconds of strange spring

A Poem by Doux Polverenere


Reminscing the night before the party and along with the hangovers
Grandmother's Chair

Grandmother's Chair

A Poem by James


It's old and scuffed,and smoothed with years of loving use.It sits in the corner,across from the stone hearth,rocking gently;back and forth,back and f..
It scares me to think this is true

It scares me to think this is true

A Poem by JayJay


This is me trying to make sense of things
Believe

Believe

A Poem by JayJay


No one understands why I wait for her... No one believes
Primal Hunger

Primal Hunger

A Story by Leo


Silver coldness of the full moon cutting through the darkness.
To my Friend David Jacob Kane

To my Friend David Jacob Kane

A Poem by Ms. Twitch


May you be at peace friend, missing you each day but living it as you would have.
Never-World

Never-World

A Poem by Anna


I wish it all was as simple as I thought it waswhen I was eleven years old.But I am trapped in momentsthat I despise,with only the memoryof the moment..
A good memory

A good memory

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson


self explanatory really
back against the wall

back against the wall

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson


some thoughts.
9/11

9/11

A Story by SarahRoseKeon


My thoughts, reflections, and ramblings on the anniversary of the 9/11 attacks
Real.

Real.

A Poem by Chelsea Stratton


In the corner of a drawer,Shoved behind the mismatched socksAnd the t-shirts I never wear,Is an old photograph,A corner torn and folded over,A coffee ..
Snow

Snow

A Story by Emerson Grey


A short story about a boy remembering a girl.
Times and again...

Times and again...

A Poem by Leo


Where are you now?
It's A Big Sky

It's A Big Sky

A Story by Ballard80


It has been so hard to focus on writing this piece. I’m not sure if it’s the fact that I’ve gone from an A to a D cup in 4 months an..
In Vigiliis Noctis

In Vigiliis Noctis

A Poem by Keress Ambrose Frey Weidn..


A small earthen sighTakes on the duskAnd while I slip into restMy eyes are open.Hours past in honeyMixes into morning tea.The night screams itself awa..

Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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