Tags : Prose

Incessant

Incessant

A Poem by Glenn


The noise buzzes around.A care can't be found.In my own worldThese thoughts unfurled.In my isolation,This desperation,Just wanting someone to care.Wan..
Roots

Roots

A Poem by JustPlainHere


A prose poem that was too depressing to post around Christmas.
Family Tree

Family Tree

A Poem by Nervana Zahran


it’s hard to write about love; when its just too painful its hard to write about love; that was supposed to be unconditional suddenly y..
About the Cancellation of Noise

About the Cancellation of Noise

A Poem by JustPlainHere


There is a humminglike a housecontinuing where it left offas I pull the buds from my ears -the fridge and furnaceindistinctas a murmur of soundbelow a..
REVISITING

REVISITING

A Poem by DrD


Lost love remembrance
A Love Story

A Love Story

A Story by KCommoner


a love drabble
Say, this earth never wants the clay mold

Say, this earth never wants the clay mold

A Story by arya


Or won't hold on to it like we do.Because the night star fades each time it catches the glimpse of the rising moon; the river holds her hand and her b..
REMEMBER

REMEMBER

A Poem by arya


In the shape of the skull lies womanhood, a mere clay form of repetition.Word after word taken from the mud below, from the echoes of the coffins and ..
A Thousand Pages

A Thousand Pages

A Story by 1809 Black Plague Decembe..


Edgar Allen Poe is always alone. Footsteps away from Edgar Allen Poe.
Agony she wins

Agony she wins

A Poem by Sylvia


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June Bug

June Bug

A Poem by 1809 Black Plague Decembe..


Discendo (She Died there) : June bug. pen name: 1809 Black Plague December There a’mist of June. June Bugs run to a cor..
the Tree

the Tree

A Story by 1809 Black Plague Decembe..


The Tree I see Richard from afar. I cannot fall in love. I walk many a times. There amist the grand the Tree. My eternal the Tree. Oh, how much ..
TWO SIDES OF THE COIN

TWO SIDES OF THE COIN

A Story by Tasi83


For example, when the preparations for the fres..
Prisoners of feelings

Prisoners of feelings

A Story by Tasi83


He felt as if he had been hit on the head with an unfathomable force, and when he regained consciousness, another huge blow was delivered to his hear..
pomegranate wounds

pomegranate wounds

A Poem by kimpetersen13kp


girlhood and sexuality and wounds and bruises and the past and the future
An imagined reality

An imagined reality

A Story by Tasi83


Dear City Residents! There will surely be quite a few people, I can already hear their unbridled, critical voices, who will claim that most sn..
Trivial trifles

Trivial trifles

A Story by Tasi83


Kornél Bauer was barely two or three years old when he learned to imitate and manipulate individual members of his family to his liking. Inte..

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