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Bridging The Divide

Bridging The Divide

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


My room and heart are empty, and I ache within my bones.
Occupied Hollow

Occupied Hollow

A Poem by L. Aericko


You are here, and you are living. So live.
Untitled

Untitled

A Story by Kiersten


This does contain strong language and curse words. This just a short piece perhaps the beginning of something. I don't have a lot hashed out yet but I..
Truth

Truth

A Story by Cody Wiggins


There is nothing quite as cold as the wing blowing in your face, yet you feel nothing Nothing as dark as a morning in which you wish the sun never sh..
Arcadia

Arcadia

A Poem by Caustic_Dystopia


Uninspired for so long now.A need to write, but not sure how.Pencil to paper, no words are wrote.Disorganized thoughts that have no denote.No purpose,..
THE REASON WHY

THE REASON WHY

A Poem by Wafa


. . . . . . .
By Chance

By Chance

A Story by Rose M


A divorced former couple find themselves on the same flight to Paris...sitting next to each other.
The thoughts and feelings of Ms. Rutt

The thoughts and feelings of Ms. Rutt

A Book by Geneva


Join me, as I piece together different pages of writings that never seem to come together. Enjoy these sections of writings that seem to flow from me ..
Re:Cluse

Re:Cluse

A Poem by C Peril


Go on! Give it a read! You know you want to...
East Devon Beacon

East Devon Beacon

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


East Devon Beaconby Michael R. BurchEvening darkens upon the moors,Forgiveness―a hairless thingskirting the headlamps, fugitive.Why have we come..
Guarded

Guarded

A Poem by WynterPhoenix


Life's been rough...
To Be Alive_

To Be Alive_

A Poem by Vidit V Kumar


To Be Alive_What does it mean to be alive_A form of feeling with a pinch of anxietyThat run in my veins to an unknown destinationHolding my breath and..
Come, You (the death poem of Rainer Maria Rilke)

Come, You (the death poem of Rainer Maria Rilke)

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Come, Youby Rainer Maria Rilkeloose translation/interpretation byMichael R. BurchCome, you―the last one I acknowledge; return―incurable pa..
Lost

Lost

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Lost―for the children of the Holocaust and the Nakbaby Michael R. BurchSomething inescapable is lost―lost like a pale vapor curling up int..