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CommuterA Poem by Brenda AliciaDo your thoughts burden you or carry you? How can we bridge this silence? |
first and last and alwaysA Story by cheyenne summer garciaa script from THE SISTERS OF MERCY. TRACK TITLE SOME KIND OF STRANGER. ALBUM FIRST AND LAST AND ALWAYS. |
maybe it's just meA Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffithsi spit out the few teeth i lost in thatfight three years agonow, in the middle of a conversationabout absolutely nothingand nobody reallysays anything.. |
Sharp edgesA Poem by Evelyn MadisonThen just like thatShe smoothed out my sharp edgesand made me whole again-EM |
breaking badA Story by cheyenne summer garciasum 41 song, ANGELS WITH DIRTY FACES. |
Bertolt Brecht translations of Holocaust PoemsA Poem by Michael R. BurchThe Burning of the Booksby Bertolt Brechtloose translation/interpretation by Michael R. BurchWhen the Regimecommanded the unlawful books to be burned,.. |
BlissA Poem by a.dreaming.poetA poem which I wrote while sitting in a shoe store to shelter myself from the rain. |
Time Runs OutA Story by Eliza MahonHorror writer Dawson Disosa is struggling for words when it comes to his manuscript, until a gruesome scene gives him the inspiration he needs to star.. |
Oft DispositionsA Poem by Serene StarThe longest rideThrough hollow spaceCreeds of loveGiven upAnother day would beForging scenesA soft flare of the unknownInstantly gratifying a passMaro.. |
Distorted taleA Story by PennywriterDistorted tale The mucky old man entered the square shaped brothel and ordered a mug of beer. The waiter, as tall as a cupboard, extended an arm .. |
Got Sleep?A Poem by Robert RonnowNothing more intimate than sleepwake before dawn, go downtownprepare for tomorrow, come home from work late.Most cities prosper undisturbedsleeping pe.. |
Spring OnionA Poem by YouoweYoupayI'm not living in isolation... |
Out for a SwimA Story by YouoweYoupayI went out for a swim earlier in the afternoon. |
Asphyxiated via conventionalismA Book by WayneDiscovering what the f**k is goin on in life. |
Blink and Wake UpA Poem by Andrew Nelson StewartTrying to start a fire as an escape from being lost for too long. The inevitable madness we all endure when attempting to set things to a simmer in ba.. |