Writing

Stuck By A Thorn

A Story by Matt

Eh.

A plain face

A Poem by Lily

Burst, exult, engulf! In ugly reign, Waves of mutation, sweeping the patchwork landscape Cities and countries bound in quicksand, to please the fl..

What are you doing here

A Poem by Matt

p'a hoy hoy

The Human Shinigami: Part 2

A Story by joshsmitty19

"Is there any news on Ashnard?"Bruce looks at his king. The man has a certain glow about him. A well respected veteran in the battlefield, it was easy..

A 23 year old revolutionary

A Story by CA Anurag Sharma

This is a small piece for my inspiration... tomorrow is his death anniversary

Bottles and Shots

A Story by Jesse Guten

A short story about hosting our first open mic and the hang ups that can occur, also some social commentary and portrayals of various characters persp..

natural selection (to Twyiana Garland)

A Poem by renascencewoman

Twyiana always said someone was in the street when they were messing up; when they got their comeuppance, they got hit and should've stayed on the cur..

The Interrogator

A Story by Andy Mok

Inspired by Jack London, Robert Harris and the gradually-radicalizing post-Umbrella politics in Hong Kong.

Klaas

A Story by Meeka

Klass is the story about the legendary Antiguan hero, who organized the biggest slave revolt in Antigua's history. It chronicles his life in the thriv..

A revolution

A Poem by Lyric

Kind of dark

The Common Depression

A Poem by Nyanachi

A soul warm with lightIs hidden under layers of dirt where others have tread.Somewhere there is something that purifies.A star dies in the black sky.A..

Revolution

A Poem by Prophet In The Making

My very first spoken word poem that I wrote! This piece covers the need for a societal revolution and (re)union of new ideologies and traditional appr..

Always Be There A Monster

A Poem by Darien Don

We always such for monsters that go bump in the night. The real monsters are staring you in the face.

Shattering Battlecry

A Poem by Czarina

One of my older works.

I Will See Nothing

A Poem by daninstockholm

I will see nothing But the children of peace Their hair spread against the wind Like the wings of angelsI will hear nothing From the tombs of your dea..

The Unrest

A Poem by Garland

I think the writing explains itself