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Clay

Clay

A Poem by Mortricia


Learning the hard way.
Saving Nations and People

Saving Nations and People

A Poem by Veritasexlogos


Part of a series that studies the body
chapter 1

chapter 1

A Chapter by jen


I stared at the window watching rain drops glide down the glass, waiting for my sister Emily to come pick me up. My brown hair was pulled back into a ..
chapter 2

chapter 2

A Chapter by jen


I woke up to soft shaking on my shoulders, i opened my eyes and grimaced at the sunlight coming through the window. when my eyes finally adjusted i re..
The Trinity Necklace

The Trinity Necklace

A Poem by WordShifter


True story about a special jewelry creation
The Potter And The Clay

The Potter And The Clay

A Poem by storiestotell


Isaiah 64:8
The Sculptor and his Muse Chapter One

The Sculptor and his Muse Chapter One

A Chapter by Eelun Phetmoore


In early 20th century Paris a middle aged sculptor finds a most unlikly muse.
The Sculptor and his Muse

The Sculptor and his Muse

A Book by Eelun Phetmoore


In early 20th century Paris a middle aged sculptor finds a most unlikly muse.
Clay Statues

Clay Statues

A Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist


you almost seem / like your teardrops are your / sympathies / and you cry over all your broken dreams / but they suddenly it's day.
Adam & Eve

Adam & Eve

A Story by AiogaSwanFace


Not a story I actually wrote. it was read to me in a dream and when I woke, I wrote as much of it as I could down.
The Only Children to Die Content

The Only Children to Die Content

A Poem by Arianna Graczyk


A short poem about leaves.
Evil

Evil

A Poem by Aethereal


Evil is often seen as a guiding light.
Freed Soul

Freed Soul

A Poem by Stephen J. Vattimo


A poem about the voluntary slavery one must endure to earn one keep to be able to have the privilege to spend time being creative.
Breaking Clay

Breaking Clay

A Poem by Walczak


A poem.
Brick a brack

Brick a brack

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson


a challenge from Momzilla to describe bricks.
Alive

Alive

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


What is appropriate to say about the changesin your life. That at 23 I was confusedabout a girl, under the sculpted pines.Quietly, my friends and I co..
Infestation

Infestation

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Two years peeing in the same spot and still no clueabout the small tree with thorns in the boleand opposite, entire leaves. Not Gleditsia. One thorn,n..

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