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  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    “Let us go, then, you and I,” I begin, as you announce with a sigh, “Here we go – sir, you know I’m not able – ” “Let us go,” I interrupt through muffled shrieks – The intellect-deadbeats – Of eternal complaints of poetry, their personal Hells And how it’s almost time ...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    The points of both their lives had reached an apogee. They had always been different: one was solitary and liked it that way, the other preferred to be in a group, though tonight would prove the exception. One took school seriously, to an extent – making A’s and B’s with the occasional Span...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I’m sitting in this grey office chair, like I always do when I write. Except for the times when I’m in some other posture. No. Stating the obvious. One. It seems recent enough to be almost tangible, but as hard as I try I can’t seem to reach it. This is everything and that is me. No. Too cl...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    “You let up for an instant and it’s all over.” She doesn’t wear makeup anymore. She used to, once upon a time. Her face was pristine, full of idealism, back when she used to care. Now it is gaunt, aged beyond her thirty-odd years. Her lips tense as a student bursts through the door, bragg...
  • Opinion > Pop Culture / Trends
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    Okay. Let’s get one thing straight, whoever you are. One thing out of the millions of things to get straight in this weird little microcosm. Whoever you are reading this in your comfortable little office chair or lying on your stomach on your floor. Let’s get this out of the way. And who knows, ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    A map of the country stares at me from the wall unrelentingly demanding that I know myself and I fight it with all my will. Texas, Oklahoma, Missouri taunt me in pastel colors. I struggle in silence....
  • Opinion > Sports / Hobbies
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    I was mystified by it, mystified because of it. Writing, the invariable accoutrement to reading, wasn't always my first choice. The process of putting pen to paper (or in this day and age, fingers to keyboard) has indeed always been something I have excelled at, something that I took little pri...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    “All right, everyone, the test is about to begin.” I was sitting in a nondescript desk that was swimming in an ichthyologic school of nondescript desks. The administrator was moving through us, pausing occasionally to hand out a paper or rap a student sharply on the head for moving ahead witho...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    There was a pervasive quality about his life. He was a normal boy, bright in school, amiable with his parents, even sociable, to a fault, with most of his teachers. And yet…he always seemed distant. He always seemed to hide behind a glass wall. He rarely spoke in school. When he did, it was quie...
  • Opinion > Sports / Hobbies
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    An incendiary tone is something I have always struggled with. It often seems as though when I attempt to inspire others I am met with an uncomfortable, awkwardly polite silence. And that is what I try to dispel with my works, my writing. Although, recently, I have noticed that my writing isn't an ef...
  • Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
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    It was like it hadn’t ever been tangible, and there it was. What once seemed an impossible dream now was in my grasp. I’d never known the feeling that this kind of thing could bring. A small event, to be sure, but almost monumental for one glorious moment. One shining moment, raining light in t...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    I lean over the breakfast Table the morning is Bright I am afraid of Solitude these fears are Unfounded paranoia is a part of Myself I can't control it and it is Hated I want to be sane in this crazy World maybe someday I will be shown How that might be the deciding factor in my Humanity t...
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    The act of being is something that I have never Been accustomed to; I always get the feeling that This world can't hold me down among the feeble Minded people that seem to engulf me day in and Day out. Dealing in absolutes has never been my Bag, yet the gray areas, the maybes, the hypotheticals...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
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    To be a fan is undoubtedly something easy to do; to be a fanatic is another thing entirely. I have found something to be passionate about, and now I walk the thin line between the two. It seems almost foolish to be anything less, as I attribute this fine group of gentlemen with saving my life. This ...
  • Opinion > Sports / Hobbies
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    Inspiration isn't easy. Inspiration has never been easy. And yes, the term "easy" is relative in this case, but also there is a general consensus that the previous statements are universally true among writers, among us writers. It seems as though I find it increasingly difficult to refer to myself...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    “Are you frightened by perfection?/ Is this who you are, not who you want to be?” -- “Just Impolite,” Plushgun She stepped into the room, lithely, as a cat would. The door whickered shut behind her as she examined her surroundings: a candlelit table with a crimson tablecloth, a place set ...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    It’s dark, everything’s dark. I groan slightly and try to roll my neck, like I always do whenever I’m tired. Tried to. For some reason I can’t move my head that far. A flash of pain, under my forehead. I wince and try to rub the ache away. Tried to. Now things are coming into focus, like ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    She took the stage. No, I don’t mean “she went onstage” or “she walked onto the stage,” because that would do her no justice. She took the stage, like a bully would take a toy from a child. It was just her and her beautiful silhouetted shadow from the spotlight, daring everyone, demanding ...
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    Trying to inhale Waiting To Exhale Is on TV, so you watch it Even though Angela Basset makes your eyes water In disgust every time you see Her ooze her way onscreen, you say Why Not, It’s A Breakup Movie, like giving it a label will Make it any better of a film. You Get angry with the be...
  • Hot Topics > Pride & Prejudice
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    O Blank Paper, I cannot tell you much. But I can say this with absolute confidence: you are and forever will be the most intimidating thing I ever witness, O Paper. You loom in front of me on my unyielding, unblinking computer monitor, staring at me, taunting me with your vast whiteness, daring ...

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