Tags : Starvation

Two Dogs, Abandoned in the Woods

Two Dogs, Abandoned in the Woods

A Poem by Mike Espinosa


Lazy dogs lying under cedar trees.Just slightly tilting their heads,the dogs looked at each other.They had not eaten in days.Their shared glance was b..
No one likes to eat alone

No one likes to eat alone

A Chapter by Ashley.M.E


when the one you love forget you exist... you forget your own needs to try to get them to remember them
Dear Congress

Dear Congress

A Story by Exa Lectric


A story about an unknown young girl that has written an innocent letter to congress which stirs an individuals conscience.
Hunger

Hunger

A Poem by LostandForgotten


A poem of poverty
The Devoured, The Forsaken

The Devoured, The Forsaken

A Poem by BLBrown


I was inspired by this picture of child in The Congo, on the side of the road, alone, trying to eat the dry flour that had spilled onto a dirt road. ..
GLORY MAIN: A Story of the Sim War

GLORY MAIN: A Story of the Sim War

A Book by


Four strangers find themselves marooned on a planet that may be deserted . . . or the next battleground of the ongoing war for survival between the hu..
Right now

Right now

A Poem by Tara


What's happening right now
The Legacy

The Legacy

A Poem by exotic flotsam


A poem about man's inherent wish for permanance
NEED

NEED

A Poem by Petalsoft


The enormous need in this world for food, clothing, shelter and the need for peace.
Paper Wrists

Paper Wrists

A Poem by Graveyardfuck


A poem I wrote in class.
4.316.728

4.316.728

A Story by Will


People like you and me, reduced to a number and a badge
Ode to the Desert

Ode to the Desert

A Poem by Zoe Jay


Driving empty desert roads, Just playing with sun-hot stones, Running away from the modes of thought that brought us to nought but this en..
Sickly Cultures

Sickly Cultures

A Poem by Caleb Gerber


Each Leaf sounds like the Trampling FeetOf a Thousand sickly Cultures;Each Blade of Grass gives wind the tasteOf Bled-Out Ground and Hard-Fried Sun,Bo..
ego at bay

ego at bay

A Poem by Werse Dialogue


I will not feed your ego but just barely keep it alive, because if you're so full of yourself how can there be room for me inside?
Vanity Mask

Vanity Mask

A Poem by Graveyardfuck


Vanity is a drugI love itAnd hate itIt consumes mePrettyPrettyThinandPrettyAll the things I aspire to beYet I can't seem to reach themI'm uglySo I bec..

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