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Train Track CreekA Story by hpageThis is an essay, possibly a memoir. Bits of my childhood, and a few reckless things we did, cigarette heists and creek-side hideouts. |
Thoughts On SmokingA Story by TrixShort but true. |
Splash The AshA Poem by DevonsIt lights my way; to me, a cure But chain-link of some ‘said’ disease Narcotic, fuming-scent, allure But sure to bring me to my knees.. |
CigarettesA Poem by ravencassidyA poem about the evils of smoking cigarettes |
JesseA Story by Gabby BloedelA stereotypical tragedy based loosely on the life of a close friend. Most sayings and expressions directly quoted from Jesse himself. |
She looked like poetryA Story by Denise OtoiuShe didn’t look sad. She looked like poetry. The one you spent all your life trying to understand, and when you finally think you figure it out,.. |
The Pants That Nearly Killed MeA Story by hpageAnother story, a companion piece to "Train Track Creek". It involves the same characters, and the same creek and train track and hi jinks of young tee.. |
The beautifully hurrying act of change in the air...A Story by Michael J. DippolitoOn my stoop, it strikes 4AM and I'm asking myself, "What the f**k am I doing?" |
Slowly Killing YourselfA Poem by Daniel RaeThe coldit bites at every inchof uncovered flesh,stingingbut you don't mind.The feeling,you're feeling.It's anger,it's sorrow.There's an arrow,through.. |
StayA Poem by TimBrulTime heals all, he said. As I’m searching for the fire both in my heart and my back pocket. If time heals all, than why? Why is it .. |
NicotineA Poem by Mackenzie KnitterA poem about how I feel when I smoke and how having people around me who have smoked for 30 years has affected me. Idk, just thoughts |
Cigarettes And Cocoa-ColaA Poem by CrimsonHintsCigarettes and Cocoa-Cola;Guilty pleasures to pass the time.Building heat within my lungs;Listening to the tick, tick, tick, then chime.And old, red l.. |
An Old Box of Cigarettes (A Short Story)A Story by Just Another Sleepless Fa..A girl that wants to forget the world she's in and the reality she's living as the boy she profoundly loves leaves him all by herself. All that's left.. |
F*g Ash LilA Story by DeBloyceWe called her f*g ash lil until they found herHeart attack they saidBut her tits and face had almost been burnt away, there was no hair left and there.. |
Tell Me Beautiful ThingsA Poem by SamanthaGalliGoing under, cigarette mouth make out Drinking and driving, trying to figure you out I don’t really wanna be here much, I&rsqu.. |
rose in whiskeyA Poem by kitty blurthis is me coping w losing a friend because we did drugs in his basement. |
what they said about deathA Poem by klsya dramatic retelling of my night last night |