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Sir Flawed

Sir Flawed

A Poem by Willow B. Coldfeather


A very young boy is arrested for a petty crime, when his father stands up for him, the law once again turns it's back on an (semi)innocent man.
Glory Match

Glory Match

A Book by Zman135


A boy and girl are forced into a political race where in order to win you must kill every candidate you don't want to be in power with you. But the ot..
When A Child Dies

When A Child Dies

A Poem by Sheila Moore


I wrote this about a little girl named Maddie, who died from complications of severe cerebral palsy when she was two years old.
The End of Autumn

The End of Autumn

A Poem by Lilly


She walks Warmed by fake fur. Rain tumbles down rolling hills, Peppered with wildflowers, Into the lake Framed by moss carpets. As the s..
Out of Winter comes Spring

Out of Winter comes Spring

A Story by The Phantom King Alchemis..


A last minute entry to a contest
The great road of life

The great road of life

A Story by EmpressPoetess


Entry in Alberts-Poetry-Cafe-A-Different-TEN-with-Tovli
Galaxy

Galaxy

A Poem by Alicia™


The brilliantly bright stars shine in the night...
Definding the Clan

Definding the Clan

A Story by Tony Russo


This is a contest entry for "what animals think" contest. It's my first story in at least a decade, so I am very interested in direct feedback (no su..
UNRESTFUL MIND, REPRIEVE

UNRESTFUL MIND, REPRIEVE

A Poem by Asderathos


Sometimes we must put our faith not just in Nature's God, but God's Nature
Following Your Heart

Following Your Heart

A Poem by CraziiDeerz


I was inspired to write this poem after I was asked one day, 'Who do you like?' i really didn't have an answer...ah well, hope you like it!!!
Kali & Lilith Sipping From Each Other's Pens~

Kali & Lilith Sipping From Each Other's Pens~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..


~Collaboration with Shawn (Haruki HeadRoller) ;)~
In The Garden Of Her Bones~

In The Garden Of Her Bones~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..


I know I can go back I simply know it because . . . . my skin remembers the stroke of midnights on a path filled with well dressed roses and po..
True Home

True Home

A Story by J.


How Karmin ended up running away at the frequency. She tells her story herself.