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  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    The caverns were tall, white, bleeding contempt and sin. They did not hide their shame, but displayed it proudly in manicured shelves of fake souls. Women danced, balancing on the concrete slabs protruding from the buildings. They were shrouded in jewels of their own mold; plastic. They entertaine...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    There’s something in the water that we drink It’s a madness A sickness of reality It morphs our minds Melts our souls Until we are masses molded out of nothing They don’t care for us They don't care at all This world is tormented not by others, but by ourselves And we watc...
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    Today’s the day I realized So profoundly So unhappily That I love you I love you with a force I cannot control And it consumes my every breath My every emotion I shake at the thought, quiver at the notion I feel this love as though I have never felt before A world of numbness tingling ba...
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    Forgive me if I say what I don’t mean But I hate you This love is not love it is disaster And I am ragged to be carried on such limp shoulders Let me carry myself, I say So you do and I cling to your ankles like a child So innocent so stupid But I hate you Forgive me for forgiving you aga...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Our arms laid around each other in sadness We held this last moment like a fleeting breath We died together in the company of love But love was bitter and old Only the young survived in the brutal cold Only when they were blind But these memories we carry let us live In faded black and white ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    She had become obsessed with the beautiful death she would face, If only she could taste How bitter that death would be. Her legacy of tragic, Dramatic, climatic Closing. Hugged coldly in chemical ropes and bullets Laid breathing in a velvet coffin. She could not soften that heart she had tu...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    If it is beauty you desire I shall deliver a sunset to your porch On a quest to open magnificence I take a shilling knife and crack it apart Open wounds bleed...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    The art of my craft does not excite me nearly as much as I feel it should; the art of writing. What words do I speak to break the hearts of those that read them, that inspire and create emotion that once lay dormant? I cannot simply find them in the air, cannot simply reach into a cupboard and pull ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I awoke beside a road, one uncrossed by many men. Left drowned in a bed of alcohol, I laid simply on the floor, saliva crusted down my cheek. With the gavel of regret pounding on my skull, the world left it’s baggage on my shoulder’s once more. I found that beside bed side tables sat more than...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Settle me something wise Something fair and tender A piece of history that tames my curiosity Settle me something great Something brilliant An object a man of gold should envy Settle me a power that is unseen to Kings Untouched by Gods And unheard of by human ears Walk me through open doors...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Where does the Pastor go when he dies and rises to the sky? Is it to Heaven and to God? To live in the forever nirvana that lies past the gates? To a world of white, of happy, of love, and to the sweet tenderness of being held in God's glove, risen up to the above. For he believes in the glory...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The Artisan’s Manor Carp Manor, the dilapidated estate, The Artisan’s place. A party of 10. The eccentric, the renowned, the bizarre. All who have come from wide and far. The murders of all, All but two. Me and you! But who could it be? Who could it be? Alas! There is someone ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    20,000 birds in flight The song of their flapping wings, Painted delicately in the sky The magic of it all Small wishes The souls of those deceased Riding up to Heaven on the wings of an angel The magic of it all Watching the stillness, having it move in my head All the canvas painted...
  • Reviews > Book Reviews
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    The Road Cormac McCarthy It is the post apocalypse. After a great fire raged over the Earth, many were left dead and others with nothing. In this thrilling novel, Cormac McCarthy really captures the fear and isolation of being left alive after the Earth has died. He follows a father, “Papa...

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