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  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    The Reaper charges a weighty fee for naked souls. Unstable lives lost they scatter lights, leaving trails of silver ivy. Reaching for neither Hell nor Heaven, they stay within hearts of lost loves....
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    A man once told me a story called The Little Mermaid. In the tale, the mermaid chooses to give her life for a human. What the boy didn't understand is that unlike his mermaids, I am not half human. I don't feel compassion, nor do I feel hate. I suppose, upon careful introspection, that wha...
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    I was a young man of only twenty-four the first night that I found my way to the lakeshore. I was a writer, working for a newspaper of no importance. I could give you the name, but you would not recognize it now, ten years after it shut its doors and all production and publication has stopped. I ...
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    It is one o'clock in the morning. My eyelids are drooping down over my itchy eyes, and my fingers falter on the keys of my lap top as I stop to yawn into the palm of my left hand. Stretching my arms up over my head, I stifle another yawn and squint at the blurry lines of text that I have compl...
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    She strung the beads on one by one, her crooked teeth sore from breaking the string with them. Her fingers were aching from hours of braiding the cheap string on which the wooden beads were hanging. It was a simple bracelet, handcrafted from recycled thread and bits of wood. For a good cause. No mon...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    The soft sounds of a flute drift through the open window and flow across the street, dancing through the fresh night air and stretching out until Madeline feels it flow through her own curtains and into her half-awake dreams. She's never met the musician, but she still imagines that the player ...
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