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  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    She steps on the pavement, into the rain Shards of glass that cause such pain Albums of memories out of the dark Injuries leaving no visible marks She falls to the earth, out of her mind Gangly roots with which she’s intertwined Bridges of hope always falling apart Rejection that’s brin...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    I gripped the phone hard in my hand. “Kim, you had better hurry up. I think Johan is gonna have a fit over here,” I mumbled. Johan was pacing back and forth; shooting me looks every five seconds. Everything was ready, except for the guest of honor—Kim. “All right, all right. I’m on the h...
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    It almost always starts with something tiny—a road trip, a fall down the stairs, or in my case, a bike ride. You read these books and see all these stories of wonder and excitement and have you ever noticed how they start? Think about it. A phone call can lead someone to the other side of the worl...
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    PART 1 A deafening noise sounded as the bottle hit the pavement and glass rained down in all directions. JC’s face crumpled up. “Shoot, Daze,” he said to me. “How the heck am I gonna clean this up?” I shook my head. “Then why’d you do it, genius?” “I don’t know,” he said,...
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    *cough* Excuse me. I apologize for my rude behavior. It appears that my nose is acting up once again. See, dust is thick, heavy, and it makes your chest quite tight. Needless to say, I have been coughing and sneezing something awful for some time now. Oh, it seems I have forgotten to introduce...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I stare at the page. The cursor blinks . . . Once . . . Twice . . . Three times. Is this normal for most people--that panicky feeling you get when your computer stares back at you with nothing to say? The page literally sits there, a small, black line flashing every now and then, as if that...
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    There once was a girl named Janice. She had beautiful flowing hair, eyes that lit up the room, and a smile that could make anyone smile back. She lived with her parents and one sister, and her life revolved around being herself and creating music. There once was a boy named Malcolm. He was a dark...
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    A floorboard creaks beneath my feet and my body goes rigid. There seems to be no response, though, so I continue forward. Daylight is just on the horizon, so I must act fast. It is imperative that I complete my task. My mind is spinning, but only one word continues to resurface: blood. My heart w...
  • Fiction > Fan Fiction
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    His angular cheekbones, straight nose, and impeccably chiseled facial features would seem intimidating to any mere mortal. Or maybe they’d just be considered perfect, but I see no reason to fear him, nor become attracted to him. He sits, his back facing me, as he clips the thorns off a bushel of r...
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    Erika dyed her hair a brilliant shade of red the day she came to Portland. That’s how I met her. I caught a glimpse of her with long, brown hair at school, and while walking the streets of the city I saw her again. I’m not sure how I recognized her, but I did. Her hair had been chopped to her ea...
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    Your alarm rings, and you roll over in bed, flailing your arm around until you finally hit the snooze button. Five minutes later, it rings again and you roll over, only to hit your head on your bedside table…and fall to the floor. “Shoot!” you yell, and in a state of panic, you stumble to your...
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    He walks down the old road The night is dead cold Date unknown, one day rolls A summary of his life unfolds Paint a copy, reach a hand Cracked voice, choice of plan Glance directly at his face An individual of unknown race Colors find his holiday Relief from scent has gone away Gift to him...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Romeo, go to Juliet Satisfy the world Kiss her gently on the cheek Tell stories long before told Romeo, is it Juliet That entertains the world? Push her gently away from you Tell stories never yet told Make her stay away from you Even as you grow old Standing up against majority Be the ...
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    Soldier holds a shaking hand, kisses a forehead, and makes a stand. Soldier cries, he must pull away, from his whole life today. Soldier sleeps on shaking boat, fearing he’s lost important folk. Soldier weeps unhappily, while loading guns and wandering. Soldier walks up on deck, shaking his he...
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    I’m watching the clock. It’s running slow, the hands tick loud, I watch them go. The noise is unbearable, it seems like hours. I watch the seconds, aware of their powers. Time tells me that watching won’t help me keep pace, go back in the past and try to erase. So why does time have to run ...
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    Oh, aren’t you stable? Can you see? Is it there behind me? Save my soul and don’t dare try To punish me for what you’ve done high See? See? Oh, please tell me you see? Life is but one large mystery? I don’t believe you, or should I so? Don’t you dare let me go…...
  • Nonfiction > Celebrity interviews
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    Maggie Stiefvater (author of Shiver, Linger, Forever, Lament, Ballad, and The Scorpio Races) has been an inspiration to me for some time now, and I wanted to hear her take on life and writing. It's always interesting to hear what professional authors have to offer, and I figured it was worth a ...
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    The matches set off a strange twist of events, and I only wondered how such a small piece of wood could turn into something so large and unpredictable. I was only two years old when I set the coffee table up into flames. Some might call it an accident—I call it the beginning of something bigger...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    *PING!* The sound of quarters hitting the metal wall behind my head made me jump. “Knock it off, Daren!” I shouted. “Sure...when I’m dead!” I heard his dull voice yell, followed by another loud “PING!” I tried to ignore the irony of his comment. Four months I had been sitti...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Stranger steps from train, His name desperately whispered. Still-life’s of war and love Dancing in his eyes, so dark. Beautiful, small lies never touch Perfect lips on perfect night. Stories of blood dancing Around the firesides. I so naïve, he remarkably subtle and romantic... Delight c...
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    My heart beats along with yours My mind is far away My ears are opening up to your words My lips are kissing fate...
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    “It lies awake at night Waiting for its victim Hiding out of sight Until the time comes You’ll never know until It hits and swirls about An odd sort of thrill Goes in your head and out And yet you try to run away It overtakes you hardest Blotting out light, so all you say Will no ...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    I saw it standing right there; it scared me half to death. My heart jumped into my throat, and I’m sure I almost passed. Something crackled behind me. I turned but nothing was there. Why did he torment and tease me? Maybe he just didn’t care. So I’m out in the woods looking for him; his grin a...
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    Sing me a lullaby Even when I’m gone Hum me a lullaby From the dusk til dawn Rock me a lullaby when the night is almost through Laugh me a lullaby Sing me a flowing mood Speak to me a lullaby Gaze up at the moon Walk me through that lullaby Down the road of tune This little lullaby Sti...
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    “This is a Rubik’s Cube,” Charlie holds the toy up to my face so I can see. “I know what it is, genius.” I roll my eyes. “No need to lash out like that,” he frowns. “Geez, if you want a job here, I’d appreciate it if you’d respect the mind-numbing toys on my desk.” I wouldn...

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