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- Fiction > Historical Fiction
I shake myself awake, hoping to hear Mama’s soft, gentle voice telling me to wash the dishes. I listen more carefully, desperately wishing to hear my sister’s frustrated cries for attention, and my dog’s barks, trying to be heard over Sarah’s cries. I strain my ears trying to hear Pa’s new... - Poetry > Free VerseA blur of colors— A sickening yellow, A rotten green, A sinister red Blending like paint dripping down a canvas. I hear a voice, High-pitched, Interrupted by an outburst of giggles. Red and white swim together in varsity jackets, Poland Springs bottles crushed and left on the floor. I ru...
- Poetry > Free Verse“What would you do for me?” “I would Walk through fire, Touch a blade, Drink poison, Die a slave. What would you do for me?” “I would Kiss you first, Make it last, Back away slowly, And then run away fast.” “If my Last wish was for One last kiss, B...
- Poetry > All PoetryDaisies torn from the ground. He loves me, he loves me not. Petals ripped from their stem. He loves me, he loves me not. Daisies captured by the dozen. I love him, I love him not. Petals plucked off silently, quickly. I love him, I love him not. Fields of daisies gone. He loves me, he loves...
- Poetry > Free VerseIf a dog meows, Is it considered a cat? If a tree's leaves turn red, Is it considered autumn? If a light blinks rapidly, Is considered to be on? If a poet writes music, Is he considered a songwriter? If someone bangs on a door, Is it considered knocking? If, if, if. If I stop this ri...
- Poetry > Free VerseSitting alone In a darkened room. Knees hugged to my chest, My breath coming in raw gasps of air. A tear trickles down my cheek slowly, Appreciating every second of its journey. I close my eyes, The pain is too much to bear. You left me here. This is where I saw you last. Somehow, I sti...
- Poetry > All PoetryWhat happened to us? We used to be so tight. So tight that whoever was wrong- The other one of us was right. And it hurts sometimes just thinking- What happened to us? And it kills just thinking How it all was such a rush. How it went by so fast- Just like a gust of wind. It hurts for a mo...
- Poetry > Free VerseI peek outside from Behind the glass. Azure surrounds me, A glint of bright orange here and there. Her mouth moves open and closed, Laughing, I cannot hear her. I look myself over, And don’t see anything wrong. Bubbles fly from my mouth. Pointing fingers, Taps on the glass. Tink, Ti...
