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Its quiet out The earth is still Spread through the air A deadly chill A gentle snowflake Falls to the ground Not a movement Not a sound One more flake Then another The air is filled The ground is covered Its quiet out The earth is still Spread through the air A deadly chill ... - Poetry > Haiku
- Poetry > Free VerseYou think you know so much Well I'm sick of it Sick of you This time I'll let you burn I hate this awful town The cage you put me in Trapped in Hell Seeing you at every turn You make me feel like I never died, but you don't feel the same It's so unfair that you&#...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionThe saddest meal I ever ate consisted of two things: a thin soup from the thigh bone of my youngest sister, and a plate of cheese. The family was quiet to begin with, eating with an occasional spasm or shiver when they would remember exactly what it was they were eating. My mother looked apprehensiv...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyIf there were no racial barriers then they would burn San Francisco to the ground while singing Istanbul was Constantinople. They, of course, meaning the inquisitors. The racial barriers are what keep them employed. Without a job, they’d throw the party of the century, inquisition style. Of course...
- Fiction > All FictionWhen Death’s clowns came for me, I felt like I had just stepped into a bad horror movie that no one will admit to being scared by. They wore all the classic clown attire: Bright, colorful clothes covered in huge dots and stripes. Shoes ten sizes too big. Creepy white smiles, and, of course, the bi...
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- Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyThe passengers of the 721 afternoon train had gone into their day expecting nothing more remarkable to happen that day than it did on any other. They were, therefore, not prepared for the events that transpired. They got on their train and planned their arrival at home as they waited, looking out t...
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- Poetry > Free VerseHope is a phoenix, Strong and healing, Beautiful and free A burning fire That keeps us alive When it dies, Burning, screaming, It leaves us with nothing But the ashes Gray and brittle From the ashes A new life emerges Ugly at first, weak, But slowly it gains strength And beauty, ...
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