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  Beating Division

  

  By theartgeek97, Greenville, SC

  Someone out there thinks my thoughts. Someone somewhere shares my words. Maybe they're nowhere and my heart's disfunctional, but the breath I breathe is there. My feelings have a twin His emotions a Gemini. How long has it really been, since he looked me straight in the eye? W...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Reach

  

  By theartgeek97, Greenville, SC

  Floorboards creak Footsteps squeak Filtered sunlight through the window Dusty books Curious looks Mystery floats high aloft Hands quiver Body shivers Step forward, quick and soft. Masks leer Portraits peer From frames and hooks on the wall A door ...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Ceiling is Gray and Our Minds Are Tangled

  

  By theartgeek97, Greenville, SC

  The ceiling is gray. It always has been, I think. You see, I haven’t been here more than a year; I’m a freshman. So how would I know whether the ceiling used to be white or tan or pink or—but I digress. I am a freshman, so I have no clue what this ceiling used to look like. That is my po...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  You. By: Me

  

  By theartgeek97, Greenville, SC

  Dancing in circles, Lost in the summer rain. Drops like diamonds fall on, Cobwebs of memories. They cloud the dusty windows, as I wonder who you are. I wonder what it's like to be you; What things look like through your eyes, Deep brown and shining, Wild and mysterious, Lost in my min...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  In Black and White

  

  By theartgeek97, Greenville, SC

  The sand is still warm beneath my toes from the earlier afternoon’s sunshine. The sun has now sunk beneath the shining wet waves, but a soft glow still tickles the sand, and it glimmers in reply. I do not notice the beauty; I do not see the first star as it peeps slowly out from its daytime cocoo...
• Fiction > Action-Adventure
  Prologue: The Rescued

  

  By theartgeek97, Greenville, SC

  Prologue: The night was like a dark ribbon, winding around and through the tree branches of the forest and then twisting upwards to embrace the softly glowing stars in its inky blackness. The only light came from the waning moon, which cast its pale, ghostly reflection on a lake as smooth as g...
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  Gracie

  

  By theartgeek97, Greenville, SC
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  Alice

  

  By theartgeek97, Greenville, SC
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  Music in the City

  

  By theartgeek97, Greenville, SC