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  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    With wings like branches and feathers like leaves, Her darkened heart is earthbound to no worth Sorrowed eyes count far to reap pleasant eves; Her heavy love has perished with no birth. To search such lengths and divine not one joy Proves love unnurtured is but a stone wall The hour dim, ‘tw...
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    Yellow star stitched onto small, drab school clothes People branded as voiceless animals; Bitter shepherds turned deaf as screams arose Savage rectitude, a world in shambles… Deadlier than bullets, revenge slipped out, Reeking in the narrow streets, unnoticed. Unhurriedly, the widespread ...
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    If there was no darkness, bleakness to light Dazzling white beauty, one-sided and blind No sorrow, no shadows, no moonless night Then perversions have robbed the careless mind Heedless of price, most all liberty tossed Weeds, dried, labeled as rolling green pastures Fed to rabbits and fools, ...
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    Me and you—we’ve got our lives tied in knots We keep telling ourselves that we’ll beat them From here on out, it’s us who call the shots Is it cruel, how many souls we condemn? Someday, we’ll dance on beaches in Cancun Someday, we’ll race through brimming streets in Rome And if the...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    A slight tug in your stomach A glance, A glance Around the room Like seams pulling apart, All of your armor gone All of it Skating on thin ice and Breathing in thin air One move too far to either side And tragedy may occur The air helps not; Only to make every thought cloudy Every n...
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    Don't go, please don't go Don't leave me here among these awful people Don't leave me lying to get by Since you're the only reason I ever belonged here Are you really going to push me off your bus Set me on the curb And make the world weep Turning gray Gray The colo...
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    A whisper holds more meaning than anything Else in the world It can be as loud as a trumpet To one pair of ears Or softer than a falling raindrop To another A whisper can be heard by many Can hold so much meaning So much emotion So much more voice than just a Regular spoken word. A w...
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    Sometimes When I look at certain people- You know who you are- A switch turns on And I feel it tugging at my mind And at my heart And at my stomach The switch makes me hot I know it’s from the green light The switch turns on But only I can see it Sometimes When I look at certain pe...
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    Oh, I’m sure that by now you’ve forgotten me Just as you have overlooked me again and again It’s hard, is it not? To see ghostly clear me. I’m not too busy swimming in my own loveliness Maybe that’s why I can see past that wavering grin And those sparkling brown eyes Because somet...
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    I like to watch the snow fall Upon the trees so slowly Dancing in the breeze. I should have been more like snow But I was a brick Solid and strong And that's all right Until the brick is picked up And tossed into the air Bricks don't fly; They fall So I fell Down, down, down And it...
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    How beautiful the colors are Swirls of brown and green Blue and gray and black How soulful the person within The colors; the stained glass windows The windows are sometimes murky And all that can be seen are blurry shapes of feelings But sometimes the windows are clear And we can see right...
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    Decades long past When the west was yet to Be ridden There were And still are today Three types of men Who make up Mankind The Rich Man Hands coated in oil Made of miracles, Woven as a thread with The sweat above his lips: Labor made of unrelenting Conviction The Poor Man Sad eyes...
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    It boils within me Silent and Sneaky Slowly pulling the shadows Over my head It's hot under the shadows Dark and Angry I look at it And I see my face....
  • Fiction > Scripts & Plays
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    INT. PALACE – BALLROOM – NEAR MIDNIGHT People are swishing around jovially in their gowns while Jennabeth stands awkwardly in the corner, pretending to be engaged with her custard tart. Ralph makes his way over to her, slipping through the crowd. RALPH: Now, what’s a pretty girl like y...
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    Until lunch, on May 5th, 2103, Katherine Wells’ day had been going pretty well. The Distributors came and went without her papa losing his control and frowning at them and without them making her mama cry by taking a portion of her family’s savings. Only Mr. Warrington down the street had been a...
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    Tears streamed down my cheeks as I screamed at the world. Anger and sadness leaked from my veins while my heart thumped harder to push it away. My hair was messy and tangled and whipped at my eyes, running from the chase of the wind. The forest around me did nothing to calm me. The fact that I was a...
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    The girl's fingers fiddle with the radio knob, switching from channel to channel like a pro. Finally, she stops, closes her eyes contentedly, and leans back. The wicker chair creaks hesitantly, as if not sure whether to obey its user. I lean forward, eager to hear what this girl listens to when...
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    I look down into the deep canyon and take what must be my thousandth deep breath in just the last hour. Was I really ready to do this? If I- miraculously- live, I’ll have an amazing story to tell. If I die… well, there’s not much to plan for. I pull my crossed arms from my stomach and step ten...
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    Big, tough hands, Rough, gripping a hammer or wrench, Fixing this and that. The same soft hands, Tousling my hair, And wiping away my tears. Trustworthy, sturdy hands, Spinning me in the air, Making the world blurred, but Clear, too. The same hands, Thrumming their f...
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    I have never seen an uglier face than the one looming before me. His eyes are like nothing I have ever seen before- merciless, full of a hatred unknown to me. Feeling my sister's warm body behind me, I push her farther against the wall, into the corner. If he decides to use the gun in his hand,...
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    The taxi I'd been riding in for the last two hours pulls out, turns the corner, and drives out of sight. I don't know whether to be happy it's gone or to panic and call another one to take me back. People are glancing my way as they walk past me. I'm just standing there, one suit...
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    Dear Andrea, My life really sucked until I met you. Well, maybe not "sucked", but it definitely wasn't perfect. I can still remember the first thing you ever said to me. You walked into the room with your curly brown hair tied messily into a ponytail, and you had a pink messenge...
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    I shuffle my feet awkwardly outside the hospital room, the fabric bag holding dinner weighing me down. Everyone has already left for various Christmas dinners and parties, and my sister, Annette, is about to leave. I have nowhere to be and will spend the night with Otto. Nearby, the receptionist ...
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    The black clock is the only thing of color in this place where white plasters the walls, envelops thes ceiling, and covers the floor. After a while, seeing only one color makes the color no longer a color. I finger my white dress like so many times before and am sad, but not surprised, to see th...

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