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Boys and Girls

Boys and Girls

A Poem by Nathan Thompson


Schools are robbing children of the right to be creative and different, this is a poem to them.
The Sensuality of Any Artist

The Sensuality of Any Artist

A Poem by disconnectedspirit


The title explains itself.
Temptations of Deployed Drama

Temptations of Deployed Drama

A Poem by disconnectedspirit


Invited to a great play or production of peoples lives hidden in masks that are revealing to me.
What you need to know

What you need to know

A Chapter by Rosano Coutinho


I hear the phrase “you need to know this” quite often, usually referring to works or composers labelled as significant for their contribut..
More than words

More than words

A Chapter by Rosano Coutinho


It’s amazing to see so many people who think highly of someone else (or perhaps themselves) for internalizing and being able to recall a large a..
Titanic: birth of a legend  (article)

Titanic: birth of a legend (article)

A Story by Tobias Bathory


One century ago today the RMS Titanic was launched after three years of construction. Today we celebrate and remember one of history's greatest works ..
Fear

Fear

A Poem by GoldenOne


An ode to moving on, and growing up.
Dark Secrets

Dark Secrets

A Poem by Legacy


Lights Out... You can't find what you can't see. I’ve become a clouded face, unrecognized
Playing God

Playing God

A Poem by Muse


We were younger my brother and I summerhad come our family poor vacations were few we had to find our own amus..
"My Wife the Needleweaver"

"My Wife the Needleweaver"

A Poem by WordShifter


Poem about the art of Needleweaving
Know Who You Are

Know Who You Are

A Poem by Infusion


Know Who You Are: What is knowing who you are When you know everything about you Your bio, your name No its looking through other individuals E..
The Countdown PT.1

The Countdown PT.1

A Story by Infusion


The Countdown PT.1The track light sends a translucent illumination upon the crowd. Wind trusts against them while the darkness sets in. Anderson is in..
Where would we be?

Where would we be?

A Poem by Infusion


A Poem I wrote some years ago. Write what you feel!
Clamber in Presumptuous heirs

Clamber in Presumptuous heirs

A Poem by Neas Nihil


Climbing up the walls
Micro-wave

Micro-wave

A Poem by Neas Nihil


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