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  • Opinion > Movies / Music / TV
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    Colonel-Doctor Irina Spalko. The one action movie antagonist you’re pretty much guaranteed not to see on any Top 10 villains list anywhere in the great empty vastness that is the internet. Now, I’ve seen a lot of reasons for this: she’s not in the story as much as people would l...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    We like to help people in our collective confusion, writing on the city streets with it's stories to tell even- especially- when we resent the stories they told yesterday. I want to help you. I'll fix your broken toy. It's eyes go uneven on its plastic of a face, don'...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I always liked the living room couch. Making mud houses in the springtime, for drowned worms. Gray eyes And a low voice that likes to tell ghost stories, when it should be asleep. But then, so should I. What's Seattle like? I hear it rains a lot, but it doesn't seem like the type of p...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    So there I was, a potato gun in one hand and a couple of Nerf darts -- the kind that stick to your ceiling and nothing else -- in the other, staring over a massive sea of relatives who I didn’t want here in the first place. It wasn’t as if I despised every family reunion I had ever been force...
  • Fiction > Historical Fiction
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    Are we dying? the voice in my head asked me softly, through bouts of searing pain. I told it to shut up. Not out of temper, but because I already knew the answer. The Oil Man apparently did too, because he lowered the gun whose bullet had just pierced my chest and turned his face from mine. ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Because I’m crazy, and I don’t care who cares Because I’m tired, and I don’t want to think Because in my head I don’t live here Because the people I make up Make me up And the stories I tell Tell my story Because I see the adventures We embark on in our minds And the fantastical c...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The world is not a pencil sketch And I am not its artist Reality is not a stage And I am not its actress There are no hands to pass it down Nor paper to preserve it I live in tales of fantasy With no desire to befriend it Reality is not a waltz And I am not its dancer The world is just a c...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I met you at the bookstore You were flipping through pages Encompassed in a jumble of words All mashed together in Times New Roman font Your blue eyes were warm and kind And it was kindness that I so needed I saw the words spill from your lips As you said “hello” in Times New Roman font...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    Ask us, friend. Just who are we to whisper in your ears and cast ideas like lifelines into your head? Who are we to clamp our teeth onto the tip of your pencil and force its gleaming graphite to stir on the page? Well, we are your characters. We were born from your thoughts and raised like your chil...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    The sun turns gold the morning mountain mist That hangs above the pond in silent peace The dragonflies each other seem to miss Each wing beat of the whole is just one piece Approach the lazy moose from waking pines His shadow dark upon the morning pink He strolls the trek, the steady downward ...
  • Fiction > Action-Adventure
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    The rain fell like ice in the biting wind, tossing her hair like a pale blonde curtain across her face, temporarily shielding her eyes from view. Eeach minute she was illuminated in a flash of lightning that tore the sky in two, and, although it surrounded her like a cage, did not strike her directl...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Like glass in the sea Tarns in early morning hours When dawn mist rises Wisps of smokey gray Ashes of a thousand years So it seems to me Worn and wise and well Words written across your face Expressive yet closed Hidden to others I decipher your labyrinth I read your lyrics You s...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    To be sane Is to be bound By chains And ropes around your neck Most acquire it Others are born with it Most wish for it Others flee it I dare say I am among Those who run For I value My own priorities to remain A single chess piece On an emp...

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