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Strangers Shouldn't ExistA Poem by metaljellyWhen I visit the doctor I feel so dissected;they sit you down, then you're carefully inspected.They tell you what's wrong and how you're effected,the .. |
Dead BeerA Story by Katie MarieI'm not really sure what this is about. Lonliness and drinking, probably |
The Meeting of StrangersA Story by Peter Regal WhittamA boring party unknowingly turning to be a great experience. |
StrangersA Poem by Brittany weddleAutobiographical |
FireA Story by CreativemamaA girl tries to save her family from flames only after she finds herself out in the cold dark night. |
OneA Chapter by Ronnie SmithLori catches hypothermia in the forest, but wakes up in Illya's house, having been rescued from a frozen death. |
We Die As StrangersA Poem by N.A.We all start off as strangers and we all die as strangers Each universe within us is infinite We can hardly count the stars And nobody knows me b.. |
Dream about youA Poem by The Vintage NailAnticipation of getting to know a stranger you yearn to become intimate with. This poem does not have vulgar language. It is clean but suggestive. |
Never Gone CompletelyA Poem by BlackcatattackI have seen you downtown across city streets, in cafe corners and comic book stores and in the hints of a memory. No matter what hap.. |
to the lastA Story by JAssadThree strangers on a late night bus, all separate, all lonley, all touching the edge of life. Trapped inside their heads are their thoughts. Trapped o.. |
The Last Love LetterA Story by C. Jayne Johnson"This must be the most selfish thing I have ever done in my life. I tried avoiding writing you a formal letter because I wanted you to get the rawest .. |
Stranger on a BusA Poem by Maddi SnowdenSomeone on an empty bus once asked mewhat my favorite color was.I think they were trying to startsmall talk but all I could thinkabout was every night.. |
Pyramid StarA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyStrangers meeting and living |
Bigger PicturesA Poem by Savannah BlySeeing bigger pictures and the human effect. |
Meaning MakingA Story by AlveronOn your way home you will see a dirty man. He will be driving a beat up old truck. He is meaning making. You and him are the same. Tomorrow he will wa.. |
The StormA Poem by mackenzi_drewSix harmonious voices echo In an old studio while the winter wind howls fiercelybranches thump against tall windows we connect with strangers move.. |
The White RoomA Poem by mackenzi_drewIn the white room With the large windows I play a tune To the strangers And the vines Ive found myself in rhythm Been here a few times I find.. |