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  • Poetry > Ballad
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    My dear, do you remember? Our last summer was a fairy tale, A thousand shades of fantasy, With you my Holy Grail. Our walks along the seaside In sunshine or in rain, Your sweetness a reminder That you’d hold me through my pain. I used to recollect each morning: The sunrise, and your s...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    The weary runner, savoring sweet victory, accepts her medal....
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    Caked in a delicate shroud of sand, The conch shell lies in the palm of my hand. I lovingly rinse off its gritty cover, The sea’s touch as gentle as that of a mother. The conch shell is quiet; its beauty discreet And easily crushed by careless feet— Oh, why must this diamond, its top gentl...
  • Poetry > Limerick
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    There once was a child named Lottie. Young Lottie adored manicotti. She stole her pal Lynn's, Felt the weight of her sins, And was never again quite so naughty....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Well, when it all began she was small and slender and she looked at the world trustingly. Her world was small, then. It expanded. Her world grew larger and with it grew her love; her innocent self could not love enough. She loved them all— how could she not? Her love was boundless. ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The steady rhythm of the moving car traversing the New Jersey turnpike had lulled Betsy to sleep, her stuffed dog nestled in the crook of her arm; now the green station wagon jolted to a stop outside a beach rental cottage and Betsy awoke with a start. The four-year-old blinked sleepily and let o...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Rose, my oldest sister, stood in the doorway of the solarium, attempting unsuccessfully to mask her delighted expression with one of indifference. “They chirped!” she told me as warm morning sunshine bathed the room in light. “I was eating breakfast”—she jerked her thumb towards the dining...
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