W. Dunning : Writing

The Witch

The Witch

A Poem by W. Dunning


Based on a dream I had once or twice.
Gamers Suck (And I am one of them)

Gamers Suck (And I am one of them)

A Poem by W. Dunning


Speaks for itself. I wouldn't be surprised if you find this offensive.
Day with the Reaper

Day with the Reaper

A Poem by W. Dunning


This one is free-flowing.
Gray

Gray

A Poem by W. Dunning


Introducing Gray. If given the chance, he will ruin you.
Three Two Two

Three Two Two

A Poem by W. Dunning


A short terza rima I wrote around the end of my latest college semester. The title refers to my English 322 class about pre-modern world literature.
Glasgow

Glasgow

A Poem by W. Dunning


At one point I smil’d never. But one day the laughter died, And now I smile forever. This moment showed like none before, As if laughter t..
Fire Alarm

Fire Alarm

A Poem by W. Dunning


At sundown golden rays burst from behind bluish clouds. Standing outside, flannel pants and hoodie, muggy, uncomfortable, listening to the al..
Summer in Virginia

Summer in Virginia

A Poem by W. Dunning


Yeah, one of these days. Not yet summer and already the day is hell with hot air and moisture, choking you with each inhale. Today's that day y..
Why I Avoid Naps

Why I Avoid Naps

A Poem by W. Dunning


Just as it says.
Day in the Life

Day in the Life

A Poem by W. Dunning


Surrealistic

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