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The Twenty-Nine DosesA Story by The CynicA man wakes up to take a walk under dubious conditions. His wife follows him. Surreal events ensue. |
Chapter Two: Of Madness, Gypsies, and Would-Be Wri..A Chapter by Sierra RoseAs she neared the bottom of the grassy hillside, Violet finally caught up with Helios, who seemed to have completely forgotten how badly she had insul.. |
Spectator SportA Poem by J.T. DeckerObserve. |
I am a WriterA Poem by TJWords are Powerful as are the Wordsmiths |
Forever Chasing RainbowsA Poem by MaggieSummersI have lost my waymy hands cannot wield my brushmy fingers no longer strummy guitarNo more my mind singswith unbridled passionmy heart is heavyits bur.. |
Part TwoA Chapter by MaggieSummersThe kids were horrified. Appalled. Shocked. Disgusted. Gobsmacked.“Oh shut up,” I said. The superlatives were still running out of their m.. |
In The Wild WoodA Poem by MaggieSummersPure erotica based on a dream I had one hot summers night, not so long ago... Written as homage to the Horned God, Cernunnos... |
JAWSA Book by MaggieSummersPart One |
Writer's BlockA Poem by SimonitroXA funny poem about a writer's block |
SexA Poem by MaggieSummersLay me down gentlylay me downlay me downI want to feel your armsgoing round megoing roundand feel your gentle handson me nowon me nowOh lay me downlay.. |
WithoutA Poem by crazysoxA writer without a penA duck without a wingA boat without a captainA singer who cannot sing.A reader without a bookA bear without a friendA light with.. |
Paper GodsA Poem by Violetta AlexisToday, I created a world for you. |
The Silk Face~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..Dainty hands wing beads diffuse the morning dew juxtaposed between the aroma and the mud a face is cut from a tree branch in the orchard of duperie.. |
Emotion of devotionA Poem by Alexis suzzanneEmotion is the devin right we all have. Its a gift not so common we all think our emotion or devotion is a powerful feeling of love,life and sometim.. |
EarthA Poem by Alexis suzzanneEarth as we no it will seace to exist without us knowing how love interchanges with emotion. Earth is a little planet made up of haters,daters,players.. |
Dark nightA Poem by Alexis suzzanneDark dark night let your sweet voice sing . In the moonlight you wait for my cry of delight. Although in the shifting and drifting sand of time. .. |