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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    “there are too many poems about the loss of innocence,” she smirked, reaching in the junk drawer and pulling out a white crayon, “and too many that rhyme.” that night she dreamt of silver teardrops escaping translucent eyelids and floating like hot air balloons to join their bro...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    There was a boy. A skinny boy with thick-framed glasses and long hair that popped off his shoulders when he walked. He was not that physically attractive. At least, not as physically attractive as the movies made out high school boys to be. Particularly because I was under the impression...
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    in the epicenter of my heart is an earthquake caused by an “erratic thumping.” they say it is godzilla conducting an orchestrated nuclear war and the blood that flows through my veins, “Oh my! my! my!” is like tiny waterfalls overflowing through my body as if from out- of-tune whale...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    "there are not enough hours, minutes, seconds,” moaned the fly, “if only-“...
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    I should be writing my essay but I’m writing this poem instead. It’s not even a proper poem. Just ideas set to the rhythm of my soul. So perhaps I should call it Moon Poem because the essay I am supposed to write is not about moons or poems or raindrops or narwh...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    her heart’s a haiku scribble her name on napkins and she’ll share her soul...
  • Fiction > Scripts & Plays
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    [Lights up. A young British couple sits at restaurant table outdoors in Paris. The nighttime scene has a romantic atmosphere with twinkling lights draped above them. They are drinking champagne and eating cheese; it's the stereotypical romantic date night. The boyfriend, Peter, is getting a lit...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    Timothy and Grace lay an arm's length apart on top of a grass-covered hill. The hill overlooked nothing but more grass, sitting in the middle of not Nowhere, but Somewhere. It was hardly an interesting sight compared to views the like of the Grand Canyon or the Great Lake. The hill where Timoth...
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    This little story of mine is not of happiness nor one of loss.  Redundant, is it not?  Often in literature, one speaks of their life in this very sense.  My whole existence rests on my belief that my story is rather one of self defeat even though love was handed to me as my hands grasped it so ti...

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