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Brownhills CanalA Poem by Jaden LarkerWrote this whilst passing a canal on the bus. |
øur ʗɧildreᴎ ɧΛvǝ ɠonǝ ϻissiᴎg.A Poem by Λsylum Ƣo<..Visual Freestyle Surreal Works® |
specialgirl.comA Story by Emily Dickinson Jr.a short story about a girl who ordered something off a website in a desprate attempt to be special. Read PLZ! |
Chapter 1 KentA Chapter by Michelle EarlMary Ann Deross is fleeing a situation where she is afraid for her life. Somehow she finds herself in a city familiar, yet not. It's a place where m.. |
Cold CoffeeA Story by Max AllanThis story is about life, it is designed to make you think. It's biggest theme is the human nature of letting chances pass us by. |
Temporary TattooA Poem by The Violent Wolfrandom poem, about writing on myself with a pen, has a dark side to it, idk why lol |
Strangers in TimeA Poem by David Lewis PagetI’ll ever remember the day she left In a storm, I was so unkind, I’d hurled the dinner right over her head At the wall, a.. |
The Other Side of the StoryA Story by ShockerLife's peculiarity. How I managed to save myself. |
We were just saving our breathA Story by HeynsI've been using a book by the San Francisco Writers Grotto to spur my writing. This is one of the many exercises |
Bus RideA Story by mokshaAnyone who has ever had the pleasure of riding Greyhound....this one is for you. |
A Mutual ArmrestA Story by Rosa Carlyle-MitchellI caught a bus and thought this. |
The Murder of Tim McLeanA Story by Naomi BloomA 79er based on the Greyhound bus murder in Alberta/Manitoba. A 79er is flash fiction consisting of 79 words; no more, no less. |
6:45 Bus RideA Poem by Chemical KittenI had to write some lyrics for my Creative Writing class, and I kind of like them and kind of don't. |
At the Bus StationA Story by Jack...Beware while at the station waiting for a bus |
AmericaA Story by SydneyLKWritten shortly after I arrived for my stay in NYC last year, marking a period of extreme disillusionment and suspicion of my own motives for writing... |
She Cries In The CornerA Poem by emesonRiding the 122 red limousine from Eltham to Plumstead, the girl gets on in tears. We and guess summise what may be cause and steal away with our own .. |