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3. Bad Influence

3. Bad Influence

A Chapter by Victoria Temple


Lourdes knows what is expected of her. However, her heart wants something else
5. Freedom in Rags

5. Freedom in Rags

A Chapter by Victoria Temple


Lourdes runs away from home and finds happiness
blinded from the past

blinded from the past

A Poem by spewdoodle


what the future may think we are today
The Ragged Gape - 12/02/20

The Ragged Gape - 12/02/20

A Poem by Dom


Love me like a yacht you keepmoored at the quay.Unshackled brieflyto be paraded,O Exhibitionist -in equal measure,ostentatious and possessive.Love lik..
I paint the town red

I paint the town red

A Poem by bluesaturn


A slam poem about my abusive ex-boyfriend.
Fractures and Threads: Part One

Fractures and Threads: Part One

A Book by Poe Met Emily


A trauma memoir written in a non-standard format.
This house will be gentle

This house will be gentle

A Poem by bluesaturn


Breaking the cycle of abuse.
That kind of power

That kind of power

A Poem by bluesaturn


You destroyed everythingthat mattered to mewith an iron fistand I was busypicking up piecesand glueing them back together,while you stood backand laug..
Thoughts of the night

Thoughts of the night

A Poem by Riley


The thoughts that ambush my brain in the late hours
Tobias and the Monster

Tobias and the Monster

A Story by V


I make a lot of characters, this character's name is Toby. This is part of his story.
Dear X,

Dear X,

A Poem by ymz


I have a reoccurring dreamHe chases me grabs me kills me laughs over my corpseI wake up every time,despite having already died,wondering not if, bu..
Rainbow The Over Somewhere

Rainbow The Over Somewhere

A Poem by Amber Leis


A story in reverse. The crown that he once adorned her with now lays broken on the ground. Royalty, Fear, Envy, Happiness, Ignorance, Anger
Spring Soil

Spring Soil

A Poem by heavy-scent-of-lilac


Inspired by a short story I recently read about a woman who lives in her horrifically abusive marriage with a man named Peter. This is intended to ill..
Depression

Depression

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


This is a bit of a long one, however, so is the battle and therefore quite fitting.
Pang

Pang

A Poem by Ty


I cannot eat what eats itself. You are in no danger. I scraped you, pulled you from the clenched trachea. Watched you slither in eerie accordance with..