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The Great Despair and DisrepairA Book by open endedMusings of a confused and struggling teenager; a reflection upon the convoluted relationships we have with our family. The outlet of hurt, anger and d.. |
Like YesterdayA Poem by Vincent CuccoloHow could you not know just how much more I can take?When you yourself know just how easily I break…This love begs for a stand,A saving grace,A.. |
ConfusedA Poem by UnderestimatedA personification poem about struggle. |
Escape from ChaosA Poem by JowmChaos, horror, escape. |
Book of Poems: The Fourth -- Guest Stars.A Chapter by EirinnGuest Stars they finally did it. they moved. my family, that is. Moved to the town where my dad works. for the first time in four years, .. |
How It Is, How It Will Be.A Poem by CalebA brief look at today and tomorrow. |
Memoir of a 22 year old female Vietnamese AmericanA Story by Minh Diep22 year old, female, Vietnamese American, middle child, 1.5 generation. Identity crisis. |
The Common Waste LandA Story by Kevin AnthonyHe do the police in different voices. |
My ParanoiaA Poem by The JayI die tomorrow,I begin tomorrow,I live tomorrow,I end tomorrow,Will today matter?Will yesterday matter?Will it matter?Will it ever?I am lost tomorrow,.. |
Summer Project.A Book by EirinnIt is now summertime in my part of the world, and I need a new summertime art project and activity: two books, one of poems, one of short stories. |
A Final NoteA Story by Kaleigh11311I watched you go and I couldn't help but let the corners of my mouth inch up. You had been a constant in my life for so long that the feeling was exhi.. |
I LoveA Poem by KristinThe way you c**k your head in utter confusionWhen you hear something you don’t understandHere let me explain it to youYou’re the farthest .. |
Battle of the SidesA Poem by Fire Tulip"There must be darkness to have light." -Unknown |
Up The Wall and Across The Ceiling..A Poem by Zee NoirUp the wall and across the ceiling No inspiration, my mind is blank and numb. Hollow and empty within, I wonder what’s even left of.. |
Haunting StormA Poem by Lesley Wood'...black mists graze my cheek And pushing wind makes me weak I let his rhythm carry me deep This storm that haunts me...' |