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The Boy Spans CirclesA Chapter by TLKFirst attempt at a prose poem. More description of what this kind of writing is supposed to accomplish can be found in my blog. |
CuriosityA Poem by Bri“Curiosity” Explain to me something, Something I can’t understand. Why can’t I see what you see? But what you .. |
QuestionsA Chapter by J. ViandsWell I’m terrified of just about everything But when the shadows come I’m feeling ok again Just ok again Will you run? As .. |
You’re AssistanceA Chapter by J. ViandsDo I need your assistance? In order to see I’m a selfish egotistical a*****e Today I understand nice guys finish last So I’ll us.. |
Self, QuestioningA Poem by Whitney KleinhuizenSomething that came to me in a random moment. |
InfinityA Poem by Miss. SmithInfinity. I find it such a strange concept. I know that infinity has no end. But isn't infinity just made up of lots of beginnings and endings? Or is .. |
UnpredictableA Chapter by Speak in SilenceLife is good, which usually doesn't happen to me.I'm in love...again. But this time, its real. Of course I said that about the other two...but I p.. |
Love E-volA Chapter by J. ViandsLove toy with them. They gave you everything and you spit on it. Now they hesitate to find you again. Love what is this s**t? What is .. |
The remote control - the interrogationA Story by Haim KadmanA prosoner of war who managed to escape passes an interrogation by the Saigon C.I.A branch, in an attempt to verify his testimony. |
When i was 18A Poem by lizandivyA poem about sexuality and curiousity. |
Questions For/From God ?A Poem by Easter3God, is that/this You ? |
J'accuseA Poem by Louis McNabWhat do the people that obey the system think of? Do they even care about the final outcome of things? Do morals even exist for them? |
The Cogs and the QuestionsA Poem by KatieWe are all blind men reading the Bible Hindered by this grid, These stalk-barren fields of machinery. The rampant dark of vacant wisdom cowers ov.. |
What I know is thisA Poem by Syraj SyedSearching….driven….hungry…filled with conflict and contention…haunted by glimpses of the possible…haunted by .. |