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  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    There is a place. It’s the place you go to during a big thunderstorm, or when you move to a new house and you can’t sleep because of all the weird noises, or at a funeral to keep yourself from completely shutting down. It’s not a place you can walk to, or ride your bike to. It’s a place insi...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I know you don’t know me And I know you’ve never talked to me But I felt as if I should say a few words On your behalf Because I probably never will talk to you Because I’m a coward Who would blush And run away Before I ever really said anything. But here With my pen And my paper I...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    She stood poised in front of the mirror, the sharp tool to her hair like a knife to a vein. She had stood in front of that very mirror, in that very nightgown, holding those very scissors so many nights now that it felt like it had become a nighttime ritual. She could not sleep unless she tried. ...
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    I feel like that, in a past existence, I was a tambourine. Not for someone famous, but definitely for someone talented. Maybe it was a street singer, who would sit me down on the ground while he played a guitar and harmonica simultaneously and looked at people with big, sad, hopeful brown eyes. But ...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    A heart once broken is easily mended with tape and twine and glue. But a heart unbroken is often offended for every wound feels fresh and new. A tongue that rolls off insults like raindrops remains just so in a bind. But one that tolls off flatteries like pain stops when there is someth...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    There you sit, your hair all mussed (and if I may be so bold) I can’t seem to grasp just how unjust It is that I have not your hand to hold Your laugh shakes off my self-made bower Like a balloon pricked by a pin So as we sit and waste the hour I can feel alive again So even though she m...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Tattoos low-riding jeans is it really fair to judge a girl based on her flashy style? sultry look up slit-up-to-there dresses "I've got this wild reputation," age-inappropriate motif is hard to resist it can make you an outcast sounds a little high-maintenance Miley Cyrus to...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Running, running, amusement park turning Turning, if not for the yearning Of learning that what you want You can’t have. It’s okay. Cry on the page, it’ll blend with the paint And, if you must, paint his face again You’ve been doing it longer than you remember In your dreams, when y...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    Calliope Lewis was unusually plump and unusually short to be popular. Not just popular, but in the golden circle that was Charlie’s entourage. She was Charlie’s Right Hand Man, always there to pick up the slack that Charlie’s apparently delicate constitution couldn’t handle. In some far,...
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