Writing

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.

Empty Handed

A Poem by svarevska.anastasija

I knew these people, who were young A song 'bout sadness they have sung They did all to be amused Then in crimes they were accused They wish th..

Riverside Diaries

A Book by brendanbueno

Riverside Diaries is the memoir I am writing about my life as a sixteen year old, getting involved in parties and drug culture, and all of the experi..

Saturday, November 26, 2011

A Chapter by brendanbueno

A personal memoir based around when I was sixteen years old, living away from home with my boyfriend (we were a gay couple), about my transition from ..

Monday, November 28th, 2011

A Chapter by brendanbueno

Beware of flying pumpkins and screaming landlords

The Bears

A Poem by Slow Leak

Friends share an afternoon

Swollen Branches

A Poem by Scarlett-Helena

I would belong inside of some asymmetrical oblivion. The vessels in my hands have been sucked from by the wits of those with no time for themselves. I..

The Sixth Month

A Chapter by Phoenix Levencheen

June and Loraine are up to some dirt. But June's had more than enough close calls already....

Sticky pine stars and blood

A Story by Mr monday

Tells a story of a young boy Feed back is widely incereged and wanted nothing rude (Corections at okay )

Weed

A Poem by kalyan m

Within the seed of the weedthere is a bold and wild worldcome,let's dope the beads of peace

Out of Place

A Poem by Dhaye

weed

Prequel to Future777

A Story by THC90

just something i mainly wrote about 3 months ago and added the last few paragraphs like yesterday but basically this is my first real story let me kno..

This Is Where She Appears In The Dark Of Night

A Poem by Wendy Grace

My breath tastes like weed and gin And the guilt is burning in my throat just like both did For this stupid thing I might've done Had I not sna..

Tainted

A Poem by Désiré Des..

the corruption in my heartis just a seedthe greed in my heartis just a grainwhen will the corruptionsprout into weedwhen will I turnagainst my father ..