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Peripheral ProxyA Book by Trista G.A young woman wakes up in a world she does not remember. Her resurrectors despise her. Some even fear her. Now, she has to recover her past in order t.. |
PrologueA Chapter by Trista G.She drifted through the darkness, the glass of her helmet fogging up with every breath she released. Her mission was nearing completion. An endless r.. |
SubduedA Poem by Max Meunierseafloor accosted in vanishandclamentdid cradle come crashingin ashen shrill cries precipitousmolten earth hissed forth the heavensso densely had held.. |
Roseate LipsA Poem by Max Meunierhaving read the wordsihad writtenilay in somber solitudesoft tears slowly streaming down my weary faceiam unable to understand the nature of my own pe.. |
Words Would ImpedeA Poem by Max Meunierwords would impede my need to expressthis feeling that bleeds as it beats from my chesta symbol of infinite bounding enclosedas simple and intricate s.. |
Like a Deftly Sewn Death Shroud SecuredA Poem by Max MeunierBereft, lay my heart upon ocean floorForever once wandered from her lipsNow eclipsed in shadowed solitudeIndiscernible , such impetus gives wayAllayin.. |
When the butterflies stoped flutteringA Poem by Bianka Tanori"divorce is a hard thing to go through in life, especially because I grew up with that person" |
Surface TensionA Poem by Max MeunierIn transient thoughts of our truths sent to exileUrgent as molten earth, looms at dawn's hourSediments layered in shades of complexityGranules compose.. |
The Silence of a Moment’s TouchA Poem by Max Meuniersun kissed flecks in ochre huetrickling trails of wistful trodpouring out as florid scents sailyawning canopy doused cloverflailing gales of ghostly w.. |
It scares me to think this is trueA Poem by JayJayThis is me trying to make sense of things |
Time to Move OnA Poem by Xander WestTime to Move On Time to forget about you, Time to move on, What will I ever do, But it's time to move on. Time to get you out my mind, Time .. |
The Unfulfilling Existence of a HeartbreakerA Poem by iza.fox(A Game Where the Winners Are Losers) |
Emptied Unto Arms of ClayA Poem by Max Meunierverityas thought forsakenlingers long in clouds of leadtwisting spires of wrought contortionsown distortion courting dreadshedding hours spread like r.. |
As Fire Afflicts Antilogous PoleA Poem by Max Meuniererrant wafts of ghostly whispers struggle to swaybut their words fall inmagneticarrestboring through terrestrial layershaltingwhen furnace beckonssorr.. |
You Will NeverA Poem by Christopher JaremyThis is a poem I wrote 5 years ago. I just found it, and thought I'd put it up here. Feeling a little nostalgic I suppose. |