Writing

The Prints

A Story by Jake Walcott

The kids from out of town think we’re making fun of my buddy when we call him Steak. I see where they’re coming from. Even with his bean..

freedom born justice

A Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Bey

about an early morning ride

These Streets

A Poem by Bryony Kate

I suck. Based off the lyrics from Paolo Nutini's song, These Streets.

Empire of Dirt

A Poem by Steelwine

The sky is a black, ugly mess tonight Mottled with grey bruises of smog from the city. They mix with the fog to blot out the moon's light..

A Story

A Story by Faith

I like doing snapshot descriptions like this, with the implication of a story but no explanation of it. I find it can be poignant in a different way f..

My City

A Poem by Joshua W. Harris

I sit twenty stories,Above city glories,On a picnic bench of pine.I hear all the laughs,I hear all the cries,Oh what a city of mine.The lights keep on..

Metro Madness

A Poem by Michael Knight

One of my personal favorites.

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A Story by hannahleeduggan

Wind slipped around her, rolling through her hair and twining around her body.The air had a crisp autumn tinge to itthought the leaves were just pokin..