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Nostalgic ExcursionsA Poem by Sweet & Tender HooliganInspired by Kafka's short stories; longing, childlike imagination travels and heart tears. *Image is a pop art drawing I drew called Crying Your Hear.. |
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Nusquam Prefers to be Kept AnonymousA Chapter by Nusquam EsseThe first chapter of my Novel/Novella. I suggest reading my notes first. Currently listed as a short story |
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Finding KafkaA Poem by Alfred KukitzNice to meet you sir |
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The Day Before ChristmasA Story by MichaelI tried to paint a portrait of sorrow for a writing contest a few months back. It earned first place, but the competition was small, and I am not sati.. |
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The Waiting RoomA Story by CGBSpenderWaiting is like a midnight journey, and on a midnight journey there are only strangers. |
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The RabbitA Story by Terry BairdA story in the vein of Kafka. |
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Love is PainA Story by Doodle29some life perspectives and just writing for the sake of writing |
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An ExultationA Story by Abigail LivingstonI have been an ugly man.I was not an ugly woman before because that would assign me an undertone of sociability that I found myself without. An ugly m.. |
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An Account of a Hostile and Envious BeingA Story by Abigail LivingstonIt was not easy, but that day I had made myself go out, across the busy part of town and down a oft-empty road to some very green pastures I had been .. |
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July 12th 2019A Story by anandboseIt's a Journal |
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Reverse OsmosisA Poem by Dripping Chocolate Madnes..Don't worry. It's not so bad, when you think about it. |
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Perhat Tursun "Elegy" translationA Poem by Michael R. BurchPerhat Tursun translationPerhat Tursun (1969-) is one of the foremost living Uyghur language poets, if he is still alive. Born and raised in Atush, a .. |
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Lost in a Kafkaesque PragueA Poem by Rytterssoni am a suspension of reality strung between the nickel of the earth and the argon of the sky unable am i to move about freely .. |
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F for FreedomA Story by Omikron“A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.”- Franz Kafka.When I was younger, I was practically glued to my bike.B.. |
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A Quick Succession of Busy NothingsA Poem by Sean EatonA personal fiction poem about the heavy price of food in the US. |