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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The first time I got drunk I thought about my eighth grade language arts teacher. She taught me what adverbs were, proper four square strategy, and how to be a confident and outgoing individual. That night I had forgotten what it meant to be self-assured. Emptiness consumed me more than anythin...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My hands are a desert Tarnished with time, Dried by the daunting Mountains I’ve climbed. My eyes are a city Flowing with motion, Seen from the sky As an idle commotion. My mind is an island Lusciously distant, A life in an ocean But to you nonexistent. My heart is a temple Con...
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    It dies happy and alone After two weeks of swimming Through tired circuits, With a contented notion Of life lingering in its humble Speck of a brain....
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    The wind blew my umbrella away. I watched it fade slowly into blackness Like a broken body hanging from Splintered strings, a puppeteer’s pageant. Storms tumble down from heaven. I create friction with the cold pavement As I flee from falling bullets Ripping at my flesh, feeling a faint p...
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    It is the scent of a placidly soft drizzle on Sunday mornings in spring, the sensational essence of rain splattering against sun soaked streets, sending an atmospheric aura skyward. The smell is fleeting, a sudden, vanishing air of solid concrete spliced with the spirit of illustrious mist. It is ...
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    Mother Mary glows from above, Her illuminated fragments pooling A twilight puddle on old floorboards. Cathedral bells welcome a wave Of solemn haziness, the bell chime Echoes absorbed into empty walls. Swathed in delicate white lace satin, You glide amongst concrete pews, Breathing out v...
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    When you’ve exhausted the sad songs, you’ll listen to them again to seek out a hopeful message, some sort of radiant transmission hidden beneath the melancholy melodies. Perhaps you’ll find something buried there, a phrase or two of encouragement resonating in your faint heartbeat, e...
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    You have built a nest in my heart As a flittering hummingbird ecstatic With the prospects of creation. I want this to feel symbiotic, Your silky home of bristles lodged Deep inside my flowing veins With your rapid wing beats finding A synchronization with my blood, Pounding love through ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Pucker-lipped suckers Gurgle to the surface To goggle at the light. A graceful swiftness Of aqueous acrobatics Sinks them into spiral. Dusky shadows play Atop the bubbly glass, Illumination shatters. Yet they fluidly glide Back, flip frontwards to That hopeful beacon, Screaming a...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    She, a dancer. He, a writer. Cut-out photos Exchanged With a kiss, A force Too foreign For words. It was a movement, A spirited swirl, Tip-toed march; The grace of warmth That quickly chilled When her photo Was crumpled In his black blazer And his was tossed away Because too many Y...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    To tell you the truth, I'm not sure "true happiness" Is something humans Have figured out just yet. If the man who put himself Into an infinite stream of celestial Boundlessness can still remark that The sadness will last forever, Perhaps it truly will, As surely as that st...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    In the parlor, an old man Shoots craps and cue balls While puffing a rare cigar Bought with criminal funds From the government debacle. Upstairs, a worn woman Nibbles her uneven fingernails As she sputters frail fragments Into a receiver, something about Ten late payments, collector dues....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My eyes have gone dizzy. Blink once, fever pitch Forward into spinning spirals. Slanted keyboards dangle From distant galaxies, these Concrete thoughts hanging in, Hanging on oblivion. A final chance to grasp you, Your broken being, Your slurred comatose words. Blink twice, brain car...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Beneath my beaten gray striped umbrella I roam the sidewalks of upper Manhattan, Listening only to the faint clap of raindrops And the hard coins clinking in my pockets. Last year I was in love with Lily in Seattle. Her boss transferred her to Santa Monica, After which my footsteps on the st...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Name one thing that's both Lamentably empty and Filled with supreme hope....
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Sometimes I brew a cup of coffee at midnight so that I can meet myself. Amidst the frothy steam my soul begins to foam, buoyantly swimming to the rim. I press my lips against the edge, inhaling a densely whimsical breath of quickly fleeting memories. They are laced with hints of nostalgic joy, but ...
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    Can you feel it? The buzzing energy of the carnival, breathing a continuous air of vigor and motion. The heartbeat, a lithe stream of electric machinery exciting the gears and mechanisms. The voice, a muffled yet palpable roar of anxiously eager children all around you. There is a scent of heavy sw...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I am listening to an alternative song About the power and infinite strength Of love While staring at a photograph of A deep blue pool with crystal clear water Reflecting An explosive pink and orange sunset. There is a young couple floating through The ripples, Her hair dancing with th...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    On a chilly autumn night While rain droplets shattered against the windows And thunder played tambourine to keep the beat, You toddled into my room. With hazy 3 A.M. eyes You ascended the mountain capped in white sheets, A subtle grin of courage across your lips As you traversed the summ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I am going to vomit Because I ate too many cherry pies, Those bug-eyed brutes swathed in saccharine. I am a glutinous specimen, A dejected amalgam of twisted mass, My supple canvas stretched between heavy set frames. A husky display, I sulk slovenly In a bustling corner, motionless under the ...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    A muted TV Casting blank hues of blue off Late night hotel walls....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    There is poetry in my bones but it will not come out. I can feel the words bubbling and foaming, Rich with sap and sugar. There is music in my bones but it will not come out. The notes are staccato, a deep crescendo But they are tethered to the ground. There is a painting in my bones but i...

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