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Chapter One

Chapter One

A Chapter by goette10


This is the first chapter for a trilogy that I'm currently working on and is a revised version from a previous work.
The Pains of Atlas

The Pains of Atlas

A Poem by Nicole


Oh Atlas, no world is upon your shoulders, When you put in comparative weight, Of lifting a heart upon thy breast, Which you have been ta..
Atlas Lives

Atlas Lives

A Poem by Travis Gibson (poetic her..


My own feelings spun creatively. I intensely relate to the enduring allegory of Atlas.
Arpeggios of Lost Afternoons

Arpeggios of Lost Afternoons

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers


Arpeggios of Lost Afternoons Another morning of breakfast in bed, you drink the barenessfrom mysun dressed shoulders dissecting the preface t..
To do or die!!

To do or die!!

A Poem by Kenneth Nicholas Lowe


Sometimes I feel like the world's on my shoulders Sometimes I think, Atlas was never alone In times like these, I try to be gentle I recognise, tha..
Let’s Step on the Cloud and Touch the Sky!

Let’s Step on the Cloud and Touch the Sky!

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque


Let the long-slept dream find consciousness, Let’s step on the cloud and touch the sky, You and I, Unlike Atlas, exhausted the bird..
It’s Not a Cardboard Sign

It’s Not a Cardboard Sign

A Story by JessMere


Short story inspired by those we may not understand on living on the streets.
Past Carolina

Past Carolina

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers


Past Carolina I am fresh from a shower, wrapped abundantly in you you whisper that I smell of spring, of falling rain ..
Don't Cry on the Car Ride Home, You're Driving Now

Don't Cry on the Car Ride Home, You're Driving Now

A Poem by Aura Inanna


It's been a while since this wheel was under your hands, and you were under him.
Luminary

Luminary

A Poem by Chaos Stone


Our Earth's future.
Two

Two

A Chapter by Jonny The Savage


Rough draft of chapter two of Atlas Winced
The Atlas

The Atlas

A Poem by Nathaniel Fahey


When I met you, I was helping everyone but myself. I never looked after me- but you changed it
Father Atlas

Father Atlas

A Poem by Anna


They see me; their wandering crystal eyes widen,their mouths hang and they cry out in amazement.They marvel at me; they name me by my strength,beholdi..

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