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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The streetlights had grown tired of lighting our way on our evening walks. The asphalt had grown irritated by our tread. The fireflies had grown bored with being marvelled at. The mosquitoes had grown sick of our blood. This town had grown too old and too familiar with us. But the night spark...
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    Did you know I noticed when you stopped hearing? I didn't know what to do. I wanted my mother. So I fashioned a phone out of cans and string And gave you one side, Taking the other for myself. I said all the things I'd been trying to for so long, That you stopped hearing. But I got...
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    Merely waking up feels like prologue. As an eternal night owl, it usually takes a while for you to pull yourself to the surface, but today the pull comes from your phone. Flicking the snooze button of inevitability, you finally register the difference. You've been waking up to a default rington...
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    My high school calls its students the Cavaliers, and much like the Cavaliers in history – that is to say, the supporters of Charles the First – we are not popular amongst most of the county, and not very successful in our endeavours. Our sports teams are strong enough to promote the whispering o...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    I was walking, pensive, in snow and cold When it struck me to observe my imprint. I craved to see where my footstep would hold, And how the sun would give the mark a glint. I had work that needed to be done soon; I had people expecting my presence. I hurried far too greatly to slow my tune. ...
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    Don't do it. Don't do it and end up a dandelion tattoo on your sister's shoulder blade. Don't do it and make the teachers who supported you through high school disappointed. Don't do it and make your friends feel so guilty that they didn't realize you were so hurt. ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I went to my first debate competition hoping I could refrain from losing tears, my lunch, or consciousness. My jitters were worse than anything I'd ever felt, but the payoff was equally intense. After that first debate, the relief of having not fallen on my face, literally or metaphorically, was ...
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    I remember the way you would walk through the halls, With your tiny shoulders set back so neatly, And your elegant hands turned into balls, Looking like a princess, so completely. Those eyes were what got me, so blank and cold, Fixed on some point in the distance I couldn't find It was ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    We are the hopes of yesterday and the ashes of tomorrow, Perched on this precipice between optimism and abyss. Just as dreams fade, we will be forgotten. All we can do is continue the cycle which is our destiny, and that of everyone we have ever known and will ever know. All we can do is live no...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    I need you to know That nothing will stop us now Or ever again....
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    But what if this world Never really existed And neither did we?...
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    I've sent a thousand letters To a place they won't be claimed. I've written a million poems To a man who can't be named. I don't know who you are Or where in this world to find you. I don't have the slightest idea But I'm not so sure I want to. Your nam...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I'd never been much of a writer. You know, I bombed every English class I had to take, and even my French teacher was unimpressed with my attempts at stringing words together. But then I met you, Mr. Writer, and I promised you I'd try to be more literate. I swore to you, and more to myself, that ...
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    It's beginning to look a lot like a commercialized Christian holiday I shouldn't even be celebrating considering I don't believe in any of it. And hey, when I live on my own, I won't celebrate any of this bull – no Christmas, no Easter, no Halloween, none of it. “Grinchy,...
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    “Ah, shoot,” I mumble. I try the door again, then search my pockets. Not that I'll find it. They don't make pants for girls with pockets big enough to put a key in, let alone lip gloss or a phone. Girl pockets suck. “Amen, sister,” I say, then shut up, realizing I'm talk...
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    She looks like a prep, cause why the hell not? She wears skirts and bows and polka dots, cause why the hell not? It's not like he's around anymore. Well, he is around. Just not like she wants him to be. And maybe she is spiteful. Maybe the wardrobe change was all about him. He never tol...

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