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  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Things happen every day that no one seems to notice. Perhaps how the elderly woman next door wasn't watering her garden today as she does every morning; how the young lady at your favorite coffee shop isn't wearing makeup for the first time that you've seen her; how a jogger is withou...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Daddy, When I was a little girl it was always the same routine. My favorite part of the day-it's end- when I got to see you. It was always the same- the lock turning loudly in the living room and the jingle of keys, you trudging into the bathroom and then the running of water as you attempte...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Sometimes my mind leaves the present to travel back in time. It leads me back to times with short, brunette hair and black Converse™. It takes me to a darkened room with a flickering screen. It takes me back to summer I fell in love for the first time. The memories are somewhat hazy and perhaps...
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    Perhaps the only reason I remember her is the way she sparkled. Her skin shimmered in the darkness, a light amongst the shadow. The spark of pure hedonistic life in her eyes was unmistakable and her smile was clear as the morning dawn. I remember her lack of clothing, and the sweat clinging to the c...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    It hurts. It aches with every beat of your heart. Sometimes is hurts to much that you just want to stop breathing, so that your heart can stop beating and you won’t have to feel anymore. It hurts enough to keep you awake at night, discourage your appetite, and cause your body to refuse food altoge...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    1. Acknowledge that they are an idiot that left the best thing that they could ever have. 2. Feel bad for thinking that way, but don't take it back. 3. Eat massive amounts of chocolate and ice cream (or other preferred comfort food) while laying in your bed and sobbing (sappy movies are optio...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Time passes- in slow moments, fast days, blurry weekends, and the infinite moments in which I curl into a ball and feel the emptiness that you left within me. I feel the little pieces of my heart within me- sharp and painful to pick up, because each one holds a memory that I vowed never to forget. A...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Your eyes never sparkle Not in the way I recall from memory Do you kiss the way you used to- Will full lips and eyes open? I watch you sometimes when you pass Notice the way your shoulders slump And wonder if you miss My hand in yours Your hair gel has not been seen Even when you never...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I am writing in pen Because I am not sorry for these words I'm hoping they hurt Just as much as I am hurting I want these words to cut Like the words you said to me Trying to make like this was okay That you leaving was alright They should burn Like my lungs do at 3a.m. When I wak...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I cling to the hope of the last ring until the voicemail recording crackles through the speaker. Just one more time. Dialing the number again I pray to hear your voice on the other end, but, once again, I get the monotone of the voicemail. Tears begin to roll down my cheeks and leave wrinkled moist ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    The first day is always the worst. The knife has been pulled from your chest and leaves a gaping hole. A hole with raw edges, wide enough to take months to heal. I want to see you today. I want you to smile at me. What I wouldn't give for one last kiss. One more I love you. I never even got to...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    His eyes were my hazel The creamy color I saw in the mirror It was the only color I called my own But now it was his Just as the sunshine was his Shining in the waves of his golden hair And how cinnamon was his Wafting from him in gentle aroma Everything was his The feeling of softness His...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My home is full of dreamers Where we think in terms of Brownies and Sprites And we climb mountains on graph paper My world of full of realists Where we think in terms of money and education And we solve problems on graph paper My days are spent writing essays about morality Where I have to co...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Your green-hazel eyes always made mine look darker. Even now as I stare into them, I see mine in your reflection and grimace internally on how ugly they have become. My lips curl in a smile as you lean in for a kiss and I close my eyes. I can feel you smile through our kiss and I know your eyes are ...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    I know they can't see you Not in the way I do They see only the surface But I can see through That fake tough exterior To the sweetheart inside The gentleman you are All that vulnerability you hide Your smile holds more comfort Than any other I have known You've shown more than c...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Dear Daddy, I miss the way you used to smell; you never used to go a day without wearing your cologne. I miss the way you used to dress; there wasn’t one shirt that didn’t have a collar, even though they were all shirts with the 49er symbol and how your jeans always looked as if they had ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    There comes a time When we must give up on hope Where our dreams must go Now literally- not figuratively Out the window. I’ve tossed away my books Their well-worn, dog-eared pages Lay moisten by the wet pavement of the sidewalk With them lay my notebooks Filled with my prose, poetry and...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    It’s the most painful feeling. Having the rug pulled from beneath your feet and you fall backward and with a sickening crunch land on your tailbone. You can’t decide whether sitting or standing hurts more- if you should say something or let it go unnoticed. It’s probably nothing more than a br...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Can you even imagine how different it could have been? If I knew what I know now, back then. Could you imagine how much heartache I could have spared? Could you imagine how much better my life would have been if I hadn't cared? How much have you changed in the time that's past? How ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    "Hello and welcome to class; in this class we will be learning how to-" I didn't hear the rest of her sentence because he walked in the door. He wasn't late, the bell hadn't rang yet, as if it had been waiting for him to walk in the door. In the split second during its ch...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    You've been in country way to long I can barely picture your face I hope you're still carrying me with you Your fragile, glass angel Sitting contently in your pocket I hope the picture I had drawn Isn't to faded and you and I Are still dancing in that fantastical ballroom Like...

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