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The Ravens

The Ravens

A Story by Joshua Donahue


A short story about dealing with the ultimate heartache from the one that got away.
raspberries

raspberries

A Poem by Ttrinity


a small cup of fresh raspberries and a spooni look at them, water droplets still clinging to their fuzzy skineating one at a time, each holding a memo..
I Remember a Road

I Remember a Road

A Poem by Liz Gonzales Aguilar


Sonny Tolentino, 012110
I Am Afraid

I Am Afraid

A Poem by Lauren Upadhyay


A manifestation of my irrational fear that I will lose everyone I care about.
Footprints

Footprints

A Poem by J.V. Stanley


Had a rough day and was thinking about perception and the importance of being mindful of your surroundings-literally and figuratively.
Cheesy Grandpa

Cheesy Grandpa

A Poem by Holly M. May


I dedicate this poem to my grandpa who passed away a few years ago. RIP grandpa
No One Knows

No One Knows

A Story by Josh


The prologue to the novel I have an idea for. This is what the story will be based off of. Very simple, but emotionally deep.
Swimming Lessons

Swimming Lessons

A Poem by Anna Auel


Spring is coming. I graduated in the spring. then the winter came with its fangs bared and spread like fingers. I stare at it still and..
Crimson

Crimson

A Poem by Lucas Grasha


Crimson I hear Church Bells ringing… Could they be ringing, coaxing along my trot, for me? Could I be God? No, no, I don&rs..
Memories

Memories

A Story by SheActsLikeSummer


A collection of memories from my childhood that I'm still living in.
On the Swing Sets at Night

On the Swing Sets at Night

A Story by Anonymous Me


Without my wings, i feel so small
The Coming of Columba.

The Coming of Columba.

A Story by Ken Simm.


A letter about the loss of one faith and the start of another.
Seven Sins of Memory

Seven Sins of Memory

A Story by Judit Palfy


What happens if our memory is failing us? Can we remember exactly what happened to us? Do we have a perfect, clear history of our lives?
Daily Meditation #1

Daily Meditation #1

A Poem by Annette Jay Sweeney


Pictures lining the walls remind me your open eyes are miles away, miles of some unwarranted length I could grasp the strings of only in m..