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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    There is no silence in the room. However, for me, it feels as if every move I make could be heard across the world. I feel every rip in the cushion of this seat as I slouch forward in it. My calves, as I’m wearing Capri’s, are nearly sure to get a splinter from the wooden legs of the chair. Piec...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    If a slave had been able to write, what would they say? If they were on the ship, no idea where they are going, how would they express this confusion and mix of emotions? In this story, I take on the persona of Asha Larai, a young twelve-year-old girl on a slave ship during 1624. Just five years ago...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Against the field it grows, gritty, and I look down, filled with pity at a green sprout, beauty its shield. It grows, gritty, against the field In a concrete fissure, it grows. Below the sun it will repose; through cyclic time it will venture. It grows in a concrete fissure. Blue’s the...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    It will growl at you It howls at more than the moon Though you can't see it It brushes past you outside They call this animal wind...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Slouching in a chair, legs propped up on the armrest next to table covered in plants- the failed attempts at growing trees in colored pots. My perspective- different from yours. Sleeping, snoring, lazy dog an armlength away; his beloved ragged duck toy resting beneath my chair on a bed of wo...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    With pencil in hand, blank canvas soon to be full, my mind wanders free to each crevice and corner. Imagination splatters....
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    “Her laughter broke the silence,” the man told the police. “and then I saw it.” I wish that we could all be young. It is nice to be naïve and ignorant of the evil that endlessly haunts the Earth. I wish that we could live in a perfect world where we still laugh and wish. Yet, I realize...

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