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Can poetry matterA Poem by Robert RonnowIn the debate between accessible and difficult poemsPoets' poems and poems for peopleOnly the single poem and private reader matterBoth kinds and anyt.. |
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Chapter OneA Chapter by Meera NairThe first meeting between a book and it's owner |
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A Letter to The ReaderA Story by O.S. AlreschaA letter from the author, I in discussion on magic. |
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The RoomA Story by K-O-II like to practice a style of writing I call Room writing, (this story just so happens to be called "The Room") It puts the reader right in the middle.. |
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Distance (Bruce Banner X Reader)A Story by bannergirlSo far away(Bruce Banner X Reader)Song Used: Far AwayArtist: Nickle-backThis time, this placeMisused, MisplacedToo long, too latewho was I to make you.. |
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Tome To LifeA Poem by Ioana GeorgianaI hold you in my hand Your body twitches beneath my touch. I slowly flip your corner You don't like that. It makes you imperfect I can envision you po.. |
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A ReaderA Poem by Debbie BarryA scrap of verse I wrote in the middle of the nbight, about the importance of literacy and reading. A new nursery rhyme. |
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MourningA Poem by SterseIt comes in waves, that feeling of loss It comes in waves, Each wave taking you deeper into the places you don’t want to visit. The spaces fi.. |
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Being a writer- a passion, a hobby or a true calli..A Story by adivalHow does one start putting his ideas into words? |
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InsomniaA Story by Views_She_WritesSometimes, when sleep evades at night, it is best to fill it up with reading |
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1 - The House at MedviaA Chapter by TertiaChapter 1 The House at Medvia The high front door of the house at Medvia dominated the cobbled square it faced. Its sash windows on i.. |
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The House at MedviaA Book by TertiaThe House at Medvia was a halfway house between war and peace, between fight and flight, between love and loss. |
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2 - Twilight DashA Chapter by TertiaChapter 2 Twilight Dash It was nine thirty-five and I felt suffocated from the cloud of cigarette smoke hanging in the air above. I got out of bed.. |
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3 - Scraping the SkyA Chapter by TertiaChapter 3 Scraping the Sky We scurried out of the side door, ran through the slippery mulch of sycamore leaves and skipped across the wet cobbled .. |
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