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They Killed My Bandwidth Because I Write. I Want Them Removed From My Earth.

They Killed My Bandwidth Because I Write. I Want T..

A Chapter by Joseph Anthony Alizio Jr.


SO MUCH JEALOUSY. SO LITTLE LEGAL AUTHORITY. I AM SO TIRED OF THIS HARASSMENT.
7. Joseph. Good Friday. I Was Shot In My Head. Young Joseph.

7. Joseph. Good Friday. I Was Shot In My Head. You..

A Book by Joseph Anthony Alizio Jr.


Joseph. Good Friday. I Was Shot In My Head. Young Joseph. My Uncles Are Going To Kill Them For Me.
He Has This Big Fake Speech. I JUST SIT HERE DRUG FREE. FIVE YEARS. BORED.

He Has This Big Fake Speech. I JUST SIT HERE DRUG ..

A Chapter by Joseph Anthony Alizio Jr.


THE MAN IS A GOD-DAMNED LIAR. I RARELY DRINK. I NEVER LEAVE MY HOUSE SINCE I WAS ATTACKED. I AM VERY ANGRY AT THIS MOUTH PIECE OF YOURS.
canvas

canvas

A Poem by Jonathan Ballam


the brush doesn't know there is a hand
The Artist

The Artist

A Poem by Lori Ban Clansel


This is an assignment I had to do. The idea was to create our own poetic tale bases on Chaucer's Canterbury Tales.
A Stroke Of Paint On My Canvas

A Stroke Of Paint On My Canvas

A Story by Kevi Grace


The mellow beat of the music reverberates in the wooden floorboards; I can feel the ..
The Unfinished Canvas

The Unfinished Canvas

A Story by HollisAnn Harrison


Heather has locked herself in her room, where she considers her art and its true meaning.
Artist's Statement

Artist's Statement

A Story by sumayalibhai


life = art
The Turn of the Century

The Turn of the Century

A Poem by Ken Simm.


History of Art
Published Works by Brett Stout

Published Works by Brett Stout

A Story by Brett Stout


I'm tired of people ripping off my work on here and claiming it as their own, so feel free to check out some published and copyrighted work at the web..
Star Gazing

Star Gazing

A Poem by Veeran Black


Intended to be spoken. A little piece of my thoughts.
As Delicate As Watercolor

As Delicate As Watercolor

A Poem by Jared Orlando


I watched vicariously as youChanged my shape as if IWas as delicate as watercolorBlending green tendrils of self-doubt intoRed puddles of "ifs", "mayb..
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no title yet

A Book by memphiscaldwell


Cat Blackwell moves in with her friend from art school after leaving an abusive relationship. will she be able to trust again and find love?
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no title yet

A Chapter by memphiscaldwell


Cat Blackwell moves in with her best friend from art school after leaving an abusive relationship. Will she be able to trust again? Possibly find lo..
no title yet, chapter 2

no title yet, chapter 2

A Chapter by memphiscaldwell


chapter 2 of my "No title Yet"
Erykah's Contradiction

Erykah's Contradiction

A Poem by BriBri


My first senyru, thought I would try something new. Tell me what you think.
Brush and Canvas

Brush and Canvas

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


He paints like summer in warm strokes of fire ...