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  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    I am lost in the mist, stranded and wandering, unable to see anything before me but my own hands. I stumble through the fog, grateful for the lack of obstacles, and try to hone in on the sound of human voices. But the voices that call to me are muffled and indistinct, as if my ears are stuffed full ...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    “One bite of the apple and you’ll find your heart’s desire. That’s it- no fee, no questions asked. So do you want to try it?” Tara shook her head and bit the inside of her cheek, not completely convinced in the old woman’s supposed power. “Let me get this straight. This apple will...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Crowded gymnasium I came alone Your friends surround you But you dance alone This makes us a perfect pair. Pushing, shoving through the warm bodies “a little party never hurt nobody” I come just as you step back from the dance The multicolored lights are reflected in your eyes You knock...
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    Zoe wears glasses, but they’re just for show Shopping at thrift stores is her life’s passion Her scarf collection continues to grow And she wears berets in school for fashion Her iPod is filled with indie rock songs By Mountain Goats and St. Vincent and Eels When asked, she’ll say they...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    Why is it that I feel this earthly pull Whenever I draw close enough to you? The warmth from in your eyes will feed me full I know that this connection must be true. But gravity, the one force that attracts Is not too strong for us to feel its power How can it be when you this power lack And ...
  • Fiction > Fan Fiction
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    “I don’t know anyone that deserves to get chopped up and fed to a hungry plant!” He should have known those words would come back to bite him eventually. As much as it bothered him to admit it, it really wasn’t the “fed to a hungry plant” part that he was concerned about. What ...
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    I sing. I sing locked in a small box with a glass window, my hands clamped over my covered ears and my mouth inches away from a noise-cancelling microphone. I sing with my feet planted on a wooden floor, the microphone stand casting a winding shadow by my side, my eyes shut but my ears free to hear ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Rainfall is the Earth's shower. Thunderclouds splatter down droplets that soak into the grimy skin. It runs in hot and cold, raising steam or freezing in puddles. The pipes clatter in the sky. Water washes the day's loose dirt away. It slides across the smooth manmade surface of the r...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I am not the kind of lady Who would hide from you my true intentions Or betray my lover's duty Take the black-and-white negatives of my skull And you will find you've known it all along I can be your microphone And amplify your inner workings It's not such a pain To struggle w...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    6:00 AM The gray light of dawn seeps into our room It mingles with the clouds in my fuzzy, half-woken mind. Cars speed on the road an early morning commute Their lights are dimmed beneath the frozen snow sky. Even without all my senses I know that you are there the warmth of your bare arm...
  • Poetry > Song Lyrics
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    I feel like a doorstop Propping the way for unwanted guests I feel like a kayak Plunging over the cliff that will lead to their deaths I feel like an arrow Causing anything but smiles as it hits its mark I feel like a time bomb Ticking to zero on a volatile clock And I've never been mor...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Home is a bookcase, full on every shelf Home is the lamplight that dances between shadows Home is the ripple of wind upon water Home is the smell of salt in the air Home is a flickering fireplace Home is a bowl of warm Brunswick stew Home is running out soaked in the rain Home is the roar of ...
  • Fiction > Fan Fiction
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    In the beginning, there were picnics. Every few months he would be taken down to a beach on holiday to sit under a blue sky and watch the waves. His parents spread out the red-and-white-checkered blanket onto the warm white sand, and they would picnic on the beach, shaded from the harsh sun by an um...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    Down in the farthest depths of a pine-tree wood, a small bog was bubbling. No one was around to watch such an occurrence. Every human but one in a ten-mile radius was asleep, as three in the morning was a sensible time to do so. All but one were dreaming comfortably in their warm, clean beds, far fr...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    My eyes open to the sight of brown water coming in waves towards the shore, and it takes me a while to realize why the view is sideways. My cheek is pressed against the hard wood of the dock, no doubt leaving a temporary imprint there. I must have been asleep, runs across my bleary mind, but as alwa...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I escaped from the stifling upstairs room flew down the stairs to hear the faint strains of two cellos There was a party going on and she told me the car was unlocked I ran straight into the night (a very, very warm night) and the April showers caressed me. I tried the passenger door, but it...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    That you are gorgeous it can't be denied. I wish you hadn't made that tragic choice. Because, my dear, if you had never died, The music world would not have lost a voice. When you were younger, you had angels' eyes. They sparkled as you danced across the stage. But then they dul...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Based on a Pink Floyd song “We are gathered here today to mourn and celebrate the life of John Anderson, loving son, caring brother…” “Let us pray.” “Amen.” “The service is now dismissed.” The crisp November air cut into the two mourners as they left the ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Towers of concrete and glass soar above my head, reaching for the sky. On the street far below these buildings, people scurry along their self-made paths, not meeting each other’s eyes. As one might expect, I am one of these people, but unlike them, I do not know my destination. Well, no- I know w...
  • Poetry > Song Lyrics
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    I thought that we were the same, but you're no different than the rest. There's nothing I find you worthy of, least of all my respect. I won't give in. Oh, no, I won't give in. We're not so alike, no, we're not the same kind. I want nothing to do with your aggressi...
  • Reviews > Music Reviews
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    Us by Peter Gabriel is one of the most emotionally stirring albums I have ever heard, and my favorite of Gabriel’s. Us is an entire album of human emotions, held together by a common theme- that of relationships, be it those between two people (the most common variation of this theme on the album)...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Rain Droplets Windshield Car Motor Energy Power Strong Wind Storm...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Keely had first seen Peter in the place where she now sat, at the table in the cafeteria. It was the first time she had had lunch with her friends Joss and Blanche, and the three of them were mostly keeping quiet, focusing on their food. Suddenly Keely froze in mid-bite. A boy had emerged from the s...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Her wicker-backed chair faced the window, allowing her to gaze out into the dry desert that was her home. Like everything else inside the house, the chair’s arms were covered by a thick layer of dirt- the result of leaving the front door open long enough for the desert to reclaim its territory. Sh...
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    If I had to describe INXS's breakthrough album, “Kick,” in one word, it would be “funky.” Each song throbs with a dance beat, moving listeners to their feet. “Kick” propelled Australian band INXS to superstardom back in 1987, winning them acknowledgment and hit singles. And it's no...

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