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A Poem by Daxter Mayberry

Idk if this really qualifies as a poem but, I just felt like I should share my little rant from earlier today, and I didn't know what other type of wr..

The Smallest Place in the World

A Story by Timmy James (Timothy Jame..

the greatest place in the whole world. the place of perception, the place of deception and unimaginable and infinite possibility when it comes to imag..

We All Stare Down

A Story by Timmy James (Timothy Jame..

a nonsense rant, mental health, and treatment for, is something we, as a nation, need to work on desperately, or, it may just be a symptom of our time..

Don't eat banas in public

A Story by MyInnaShiaat

I'd call it ranting. Stuff i would normally write in my secret diary when in a place with free time, paper and a pen.

Rant

A Poem by Samantha Lay

I really need to let this out!

Make Different Art

A Poem by WildfireCrone

When you stop being able to make art. . .

Meaning(less)

A Poem by Tessa

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Introverting the city life

A Story by Coffee Sippin Writer

Why being an introvert in a city is a rarity.

Untitled Poem - Ranting About Someone I Loved

A Poem by After Eight Dinner

Slice out the ribAnd take it to make something greaterPack the tendon in a themrosAnd write a poem for meIn the skin above my peckTell me how you feel..

Dripping Spine

A Story by After Eight Dinner

Dumb, forever numb, fantasizing bout when I was ripe as the plumDark and nasty, feeling the grass turn and twistDecade gone, we're falling off, I'm no..

Faded Suntop

A Poem by After Eight Dinner

I feel a strong sense That I've lost my friends tonightCompletely paranoid, lost inside Bleeding through my shirtTake me outside, and let me die there..

Natalie's Urges

A Story by After Eight Dinner

They signed my name to an agreement I never madeA curse, lasting me from now until my endBorne from the echoes of love, pure manipulation and liesStru..

Handycam 560X

A Story by After Eight Dinner

The walls were black with flecks of neon color, psychedelic stars in the emptiness of space. How he longed to have such simplicity. Forged by deat..

Strongarmed Redface Handloader

A Poem by After Eight Dinner

Stark naked river dancersStreaking sunburned otters run wildlyDucks burying their heads in the wheatDolphins driving tractors across interstate linesS..