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How Don and Sarah Recovered from InfidelityA Story by Andre Anthony MooreTwo lovers can overcome infidelity by showing each other who they really are. |
Woodbury CommonsA Poem by Andre Anthony MooreHow a grumpy lover discovers what's really important. |
Thousand Written WordsA Poem by Doroteja Tia TolicLike an angelI fallTouching the groundTransparent veil is surrounding meAnd now I'm disappearing in the fogEverything around me collapsesInto dustA th.. |
The Hookup Chronicles: Adrianna the S**t with the ..A Story by Andre Anthony MooreSeductions are always deeper than what we see on the surface |
poem: unprotectedA Chapter by Marie Anzalone |
Ultimate SalvationA Poem by Laura S.Not too long ago have I been trying to formulate a recipe That’ll provide you as well as myself a little bit of peace within ourselves A.. |
If Distance Could MendA Poem by Amber S. HaysThe raging force has seemed to return. shaped by fingers and false words. I’m running at a stand still, and yet every face I see has me want.. |
How Kyle Lost His DogA Story by Evie McFarlandThree friends and a dog play cards while they wait for the power to come back on. Rated T for language (and references to certain notorious serial mur.. |
ForsakenA Poem by UneekI wade in the depth Of life... Wondering how a soul Could be so alone When swimming through a constantsea Of bodies? Searching for that *Sp.. |
Forever DyingA Poem by ApebbleSlowly, things begin to kill you. The very aspect of life is what sends you to the grave, in this forever dying life. |
ChapbookA Poem by Kristina MoulaisonPutting yourself out there. |
SwingA Poem by Kristina MoulaisonIllusion of age. |
Protected and LovedA Poem by Naoemi HannaWaking to your arms around me |
In Pure ResonanceA Poem by Jessi LeighA moment of connection, inspired by so many people and experiences. |
OvergrownA Poem by Claire MarieI was up late one night when this metaphor came to mind, and I haven't decided if its good or not yet. It's actually more coherent than my other insom.. |
Let meA Poem by dylan zachariaIt’s 1am I’m 13 years old, at a sleepover with a friend who’s talking, talking, talking over the sound of my sweet slumber, whi.. |
Inspiration to "step into the arena"A Story by Jayne AnneThis is a story about my daughter's success in riding a bike inspiring me to "step into the arena" and begin to write with resolve in my own life. |