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StockingsA Poem by AnnaThere's a run in my stockings-My tea is cold in my memoryof when that thread was in its place.A mockingbird on the willow treeand robins in the westwa.. |
to dustA Poem by Seth Armstronga poem about drowning. |
Ding Dong Ditch Vegan StyleA Story by Stephen J. VattimoA Humorous look at a prank being done vegan style. |
THE CASE OF A WINA Poem by anthony blakeCOMMODITY EXCELLENCE |
ShakespearedA Poem by Shantamurti PaulThis poem is a cry against all the prejudices and the unsung rules of the world. |
At LastA Poem by SmwtdmgdNo matter what you doYour past will always haunt youHow hard you runHow long you hidePast will always find youTear you from the insidePresent the worl.. |
Tribute to my Spaniel VioletA Poem by Kathy Van KurinMy husband and I miss our dear chocolate spaniel Violet. She went away Veteran's day at ten a.m. I held her in my arms as she drew her last breath. |
RunnA Poem by Jacques - iNkwirePain manifest. Like flammable burns. |
ValetudinarianA Poem by Robert RonnowOne will not live to see the endof the geopolitical drama,the existential dilemma--"the small choices people make that change their lives.They ought t.. |
Grown upA Poem by graceits about the feeling that spreads all over in you when their are more responsibilities and you don't know what to do. |
I'm Watching YouA Poem by KATHY SUE SILLSA girl being stalked |
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.. |
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. |
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.. |
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 .. |
4 - Sophie OnionA Chapter by TertiaChapter 4 Sophie Onion Through a gap in a line of high swaying poplars, Sophie caught a glimpse of the great mountain of Taragas. Its slopes and s.. |
5 - The PassA Chapter by TertiaChapter 5 The Pass The air was different in the mountains, it was lighter and fresher, you felt like you were breathing yourself clean, I felt all.. |
VIII - LolaA Chapter by TertiaA young woman stood before us and screamed. Her yell was loud and long and by the time it ended she was shaking and my ears were ringing. She rushed a.. |
That Was RandomA Poem by Robert RonnowThere are actual peoplehalf woman half manrunning mornings anddream people in movieshalf language half light.Tomorrow is John’s funeral.* * *Thi.. |