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  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Do you make me lonely on purpose? Because I watch, right? I'm looking and seeing people around me. Their hearts filled with love for someone special. Their lips are open, their thighs are open, their hearts are open, their minds are open, and I sit. Bitter. Pulsing on the inside with boiling de...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I collect my tears in a glass cup, For safe keeping, Reminding me of my sorrows. I will never be happy. Reminding me of my solitude. I will always be lonely. The tears leave salt, Left unwanted by evaporation. Symbols of raw Stinging Harsh Emotion Dripping down my face. A collection of ...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Snippets. They shape us. They carry us along until we die. But that's life, living. I looked out the window at the beautifully tangled limbs of a tree. And turned. His hands clenched the zipper of the green jacket lying in his lap. And everything was blurry. And nothing moved. And everything was si...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The greatest moment When we sat Next to each other In the semi-darkness Watching that sci fi movie. Your arm Over my upper thigh Your warm breath I sometimes felt against My cheek When you whispered insights To me. We played games Like that box one on paper Sent notes Abo...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Your touch burned, even through clothes, it scorched my skin and left tingaling sensations. Today marks the day when you were bold enough to touch my upper thigh with your arm. We were comfortable with each other, which is sorta rare without any awkward-ness scattered in it. Today it was genuine, al...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    After fall has hit, brown, orange, and yellow leaves are scattered on the pavement. Whenever fall has hit, the tree looks old and decrepit. As the bark fades to gray, the tree begins to feel bare and naked. Even if some little girl starts to glue back the leaves, the tree will never again feel t...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I guess I don't have a say in all this, On what everyone is going to do, and maybe it won't be all bad it'll just be knew. I'm afraid it'll be for nothing, everything I try and do, when i try to keep in conduct with everyone plus you. I'm afraid we'll s...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I lay awake at night, Nothings on except one lone light. I think of you and you all alone, And both lights near me r distinctly shone. With u so near me you seem so bright, I can't imagine life without your light. Your light shines to me, Through the windows and the trees. It shines bri...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    Sometimes, insignificant little details in a situations lead to the outcome. Like tripping over a pebble and getting a stress fracture or cutting your hair in a certain way so that for a minute amount of time you can’t see the slick rode and you get in a car wreck. Plus, all those events caused by...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Me. I've decided something. Him. What's that? Me. I don't think I like my mom much. Him. Why Me. It's not a sudden decision. More of an epiphany thats just appeared. Him. But why Me. She doesn't listen, not just to me, but to anyone. Him. Who Me. My grandma...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I’m sorry he says and he leaves but he doesn’t cry and he doesn’t care. This same news is sent to thousands of people. I’m no one special. I close the door behind him, and swiftly walk to the restroom, an idea in my head. The stool squeaks as I pull it out and sit. I pick up a razor and p...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    He stares longingly at the flame. It sits in the pit, and stinks and flickers. It dances without a partner. All the while the boy sits and stares, his eyes not moving, not blinking. He thinks about it and he sees it as a being, it licks the sky lovingly. It talks to him. It says funny things he ...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    You sat and stared at the wall like an opossum who was dead. Your hair draped over your shoulders like it used to, when it wasn’t cut short like it is now. I remember how you had your hands flat on the table but even so, your knuckles were white as if they were clenched. Your nose didn’t move ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I said I love you back then You were the rooster to my hen But now I say that I miss you And to this day it remains true. I don't feel much I don't even have the sense of touch. It all disappeared When I was in that car And I had to veer Off the side of that road I was the on...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    His skin was olive colored, his eyes were green, usually an odd combination, but it didn’t look strange. “Mark looks gay!” A kid screams from the back of the classroom, and I cringe at his ability to say such rude comments that should be said in your mind, if even that. I think he hears bu...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The girls held their mothers hand as they stepped up in line. You could see in the girl’s faces that they didn’t understand what was happening. “Why are all these people crying?” The older of the two girls asked her mother. But nobody answered her question; they just kept stepping up in ...
  • Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
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    “Sticks and stones can break your bones, but words can break your heart.” Commands, names, questions, everything we are comes from words. Since the dawn of time things have been mentioned ranging from before, grunts, to now, full out syllables. Those words, in whichever language, ca...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    I was hit on for the first time a couple Saturdays ago. A jittery feeling floods my whole body and stays there, it warms me, it fills me. I can't stop smiling and thinking about his face and the way it looks in the sunlight; it's beauty, even with it's small imperfections, is irrisist...
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