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Last CallA Story by CompendiumA woman wakes into her final moments of fear and unknowing. |
MoonlightA Chapter by KateMariah appears to Michael in his room, and they discover a sweet affection has sprung up between the two of them. The next day, Mariah points out the .. |
The same old facesA Poem by ohsogracefullit by the stained glass of an empty church |
StardustA Poem by C.M. Dakota (Ky)Written after a very heated debate on nuclear war. Absolutely up for interpretation. |
Poem: Truth & LiesA Poem by Mark SamShe told lies about me, I swear it’s true. Using cunning and deceit, checkmate was made. Admiration knows no bounds, respecting her filthy m.. |
GoneA Chapter by NatashaMy eyes flash open and dart to all of my surroundings. The ceiling is only in patches or wood boards with the tiles blown out. Ashes and other debris .. |
Little OneA Story by KoielA man and wife and their newborn |
That cold night in DecemberA Poem by twinistixDecember is my least liked month for very many reasons. Instead of just telling it in my screams that I only show in my nightly hallucinations, I'll g.. |
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMASA Story by Peter RogersonWhat may or may not be a fresh twist on a tragic tale of childhood... |
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS 2A Story by Peter RogersonThe second and final part of a sad little story. |
A tribute to my motherA Poem by Praditha NarayanMy day would start with the cham cham of her payal running around the entire houseHer innocent,little lies would wake me up,way ahead of timeHer smile.. |
Mother Is AlrightA Poem by Earl SchumackerTo congregate to concentrate |
It's Not What It SeemsA Story by SRMarxA daughter misses her mother. A story that takes place before the events in "Passed Down Secrets." |
Members of MemoryA Poem by AnnaLightning traces the greying marble sky,leaving a trail to remind me of December.Eins, zwei, drei; blau Mutter.Thunder rises in an outrageous applause.. |
MotherA Poem by flowerbaby18A small series I'm working on in which I write poems regarding key people in my life. |
Dear MotherA Poem by youngpoet98A poem about my mother. |
Beautiful and cruel world.A Poem by Wannabewriter16Poem about the beautiful and ugly things I see |
The Green RoomA Story by PuentesHemingway said that to write was to bleed, so here is a story, a memory, the blood of my being. |