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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I sit here, sweltering The window a magnifying glass The sun gets under my skin Embers spark a thousand flames   Black fabric smothers my body Trapping me in the heat The whole car a solar cooker I'm the brisket on today's menu   No matter how much water I drink I could not make t...
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    Heat Coursing through my body Blood Coursing through my veins Power Coursing through my muscles   Pedaling Pushing the wheels One two three four five One two three four Six seven eight   Leveled world A slight downhill I'm coasting now The wind in my sails   Mind control...
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    Sharing gloves Is a surprisingly intimate act You never stop and say "Sharing gloves is Way too private," And yet, Only after we've done so Do we realize the meaning   She put my gloves on Her hands, Only for kicks and Because it was cold All a joke, Another reason to laugh, Anot...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    I woke up in the morning and looked out The window there was blackened by your tears But even then my mind had not a doubt Your life meant much by lasting all those years   I missed you as I went to brush my teeth Somehow the stairs seemed longer than before Rememb'ring how your hair fel...
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    I think That I am a robot Someone forgot How to put together   I know the basic greetings - Programmed for five languages - But beyond that my brain Is not hardwired For conversation   I can solve problems But something goes on the fritz Whenever I try: If it's too hard, This ...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    I remember this one legend that got passed down, about our creator. Norma, they called her, I think. The sapiens had this story that Norma was some crazy witch who liked to eat children, and she hid in the trees to capture her prey. The sapiens will say anything to explain us, to make themselves b...
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    Alone I was I saw, found Nothing important - She ran away Seeking a friend For the end Of the world? I can't be sure It hurts too much Stowaways we are Riding the edge The world at our feet Less than two weeks No time worth wasting No clue what I want Now all a mystery A ...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Sometimes you can't write Everything that you feel in- To the walls of prose....
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    I'll be your friend Forever and ever And no, I won't leave you Never oh never Let's go picking blossoms On the cherry tree Eat some berries Just you and me Enjoying the sun Enjoying the rain Accompanying each other When we are in pain No one could part us No one except us...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    The downhill march was led by Adam, and he stopped all the time to remark on this tree or that. On our first water break, ten minutes in, we were ushered on by Sandra because we had to make good time to reach school by two. At the stop, Cody had stopped to put his jacket away and ended up behind me...
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    I volunteered to cook dinner that night (it was that or do that night's dishes), and on the menu was jambalaya, a traditional New Orleans meal. "Not quite a stew..." Ron pondered. "It's like Mardi Gras in your mouth." It sounded a bit extravagant a description, but I gu...
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    I'm the opposite Of everything I say Like vegan bacon....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The day will come, I pray, When all of this will be over. We’ll sit on park benches And throw pigeons at the bread, Take the subway to Santa Monica - You name it, it’s done. We’ll park our yachts in the living room And play doctor to the help And those kids will stop throwing Chicken...
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    I cannot tell a lie Sometimes the malice shows As arrows are shot my way I writhe and bite and strike in return. I cannot tell a lie Sometimes they hurt me so Their promises shatter in my face And I flare up with a vengeance. To be honest, I knew all along. To be honest, I knew they ...
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    I have a million questions I don't want for you to answer them It gives me something to wonder about. I have a million ideas Locked within the confines of my mind But I'd prefer not sharing them with you. I have a million ambitions Everything I've (n)ever wanted to do I�...
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    Write the music in your head I hear it Twirling Dancing now What would notes say If only they could speak? But they do speak Don't you know? Not quite so much In language As in Feeling Has your heart never Heard the beat It's all around Never lost And always found Th...
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    Remember when We played with chalk Our imagination Painted in rainbow hues They lined the street Our footsteps Lifted and spread the Dust from our Dreams Remember when School was an adventure We pretended to be Pilots and jockeys The green grass field Was any world we Made it to be ...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I don't know what it is, but I'm getting dizzy at his touch. I hold onto him without really knowing why I need an anchor, breathe in the fabric of his shirt without realizing how close I am to him, how I feel his each and every heartbeat against my cheek, how my head is a hair's bread...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    When I was a kid, I played outside with my friends in the neighborhood. You know, like most kids did back when they were of the “kid” age. We would usually get pretty engaged in our little make-believe games, and nobody would go home until it was time for their dinners (I ate at near eight p.m.,...
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    everyone's always staring their eyes are glaring their noses flaring my heart's racing i turn away the pressure now on my back the pressure of a million eyes planted onto ugly faces their body to me is a big disgrace the world to them is just a place to leave their mounds a...
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    given the time my choices are made slowly sometimes faster others none ever the same down the drainage pipe I go sometimes fast sometimes slow living under the feet of greedy money eaters always pressing down on me sometimes i wish i was lonely....
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    The thoughts in my head tumble on and on, a coin hurtling on its roll down a slope, a movie reel spooling continually forward, a gymnast set on the gold. Words are born in a dark, quiet place without fanfare. Nobody will know of these words. Me, spiteful. Envious. Remember the days when you would...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    The wind whistled through the canopy of gray leaves hanging over his head. He looked up. The SkyPatrol was watching. He couldn't do anything stupid while he was on watch. He wouldn't have anyway, not that being in prison was a bad idea. Being a NoFace, he had absolutely nothing to live for...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    Every time you speak another piece of my heart is torn outside of my ribs. Why do you do it? Why do you continue this way? It was necessary, you said, for these decisions to be made. I don't see how my life is worth it at all anymore. I'm stuck in the abandoned basement, waiting and wonder...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I don’t think I realize anything’s wrong with me until I find I can’t get out of bed in the morning. I can’t swing my legs around to the edge of my bunk and jump down; I can’t roll over and hope to fall (relatively) painlessly to the floor on my back; I can’t even move an inch. Well, ...

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