Writing

With SEPTA by Myself

A Poem by Epipsychologist

JA,/WN

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A Poem by Khal Attero

These tears of Yours, of joy, decayMocking my holy expanse of emphaty,Not even in darkness I can not rest,My abyss of piece once again derisioned.Fire..

Boarding Call.

A Story by holly j

Airports are such strange places. At the surface, there's hundreds and hundreds of people coming and going, lengthy security procedures, miraculously ..

Menial

A Story by Sulk

I was writing this piece after a prompt - I can't remember what it was something to do with the jobs that are always forgotten in Science Fiction, any..

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