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Of Concrete and StarfishA Chapter by DonielleMikelDelilah, a young African American girl is adopted by a devout Jewish couple who, months after adopting her become pregnant with conjoined twins. |
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Of Fathers & DaughtersA Chapter by DonielleMikelChapter 2: Of Fathers and Daughters “Sweety, there’s something we have to tell you about.” The sentence simply hung in the air.. |
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OPENED SHUTTERS MCMLXXIA Poem by Terry CollettA YOUTH IN AN ABBEY IS HAUNTED BY A WOMAN HE KNEW IN 1971 |
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BlackberriesA Poem by JamesI remember picking blackberries in the hot July sun;every morning down by the railroad tracks,along an old barbed wire fence.Silver strandsand rusty b.. |
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AFTERNOON SUN MCMLXXIA Poem by Terry CollettA YOUTH IN AN ABBEY IN 1971 HAUNTED BY A WOMAN |
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AshesA Book by Sparky777So this is actually an arc of something else I was writing with already established characters so it might be a little choppy as it is unfinished and .. |
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LINGERING THERE MCMLXXIA Poem by Terry CollettA YOUTH IN AN ABBEY HAUNTED BY A WOMAN IN 1971 |
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Keepers of The DeepA Book by rcheydnA fantasy story for young readers |
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Love & Its Unwelcomed GuestsA Story by MifaA twisted take on love |
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Lovely MillenialsA Poem by The CrowWhat the f**k are you?One who hates pictures,You know what we expectour contracts are through textOur operating hours whenever thehell we feel likeWe .. |
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Twenty-EightA Poem by Randy JohnsonDEDICATED TO AGNES JOHNSON (1948-2013) WHO PASSED AWAY AT THE AGE OF 64 ON MARCH 6, 2013. |
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SO NEVER MCMLXXIA Poem by Terry CollettA YOUTH IN AN ABBEY AND HAUNTED BY A WOMAN |
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BoardersA Poem by CoffeeHunterLife has limitations. Some we make, some are made for us. |
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Mr. SomeoneA Poem by Ashlyn OliviaThe night you finally realize you don't know the person you are sleeping next to |
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A Barefoot UpbringingA Poem by JamesRunning barefoot through the pastureI feel the fescue between my toes --Ten years old, maybe a little more,no worries, no cares, just a few chores.It'.. |
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Still Haven’t Figured It OutA Poem by Mifa"...If what I need is what needs me..." |
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Dope MindsA Story by Ashlyn Olivia"This town is dead," he said. We sat on the old stone bridge, with our feet dangling over the steady creek. "Where's Kacey?" I asked, hitting my ciga.. |
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