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Always, Father

Always, Father

A Story by Dusty


A description of one of the memories of my childhood. Everything written here is real.. I hope you like it, it was a hard write.
Ugly (proud to be)

Ugly (proud to be)

A Poem by Zeitgeist Manifesto


The Beautiful people
Ripples

Ripples

A Poem by Lushan


Rocks render ripples when tossed into pools or lakes. Whether blue or black, the surface is disturbed, changed, by the b..
Taylor

Taylor

A Chapter by alyssss


A swirl of oranges and browns and yellows flutter around me. I comb through my hair with my fingers and extract flakes of fallen leaves. He grabs my..
Reality of the Consequences

Reality of the Consequences

A Poem by Ryun Cushing


When the insanity sets in.All you feel is the shaking and trembling begin.Not the end is near just the beginning to fear.For no hope found, laying aro..
A Slave Of The Ocean

A Slave Of The Ocean

A Poem by Ohhhwillow


28/1/13 Time is deceiving, gone before you know it
Betrayal & Consequence

Betrayal & Consequence

A Poem by Shaddess


A response to the wrongs of my ex.
Turned

Turned

A Poem by FlamingPhoenix


For those who learn to live in the state of acceptance
Less Than Half My Age

Less Than Half My Age

A Poem by abluehorseandflowers


An ode to a talent in a form not typically used this way. But since pain, which is typical to sestina, is a central element I thought I'd give it a go..
When you think you're well-rested

When you think you're well-rested

A Poem by tamemei


This morning's coffee is fire on the tongue - too hot - and let's not speak of the orb of fire in the sky, for it is most certainly too hot and too br..
Only So Much

Only So Much

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


the fear & stress of being overwhelmed
For those who ponder

For those who ponder

A Poem by J.M. Santós


That which is profound knows no other way to be than dark For darkness rests upon the face of the deep And he who questions eventually comes to ..
Samson The Mighty

Samson The Mighty

A Story by Celie Rose


Samson was the strongest man, but endured hardship dealing with his fleshly desires.
Prone Beginnings

Prone Beginnings

A Poem by Celie Rose


Who is God? Is he a loving God? Why so much corruption, pain and suffering?
She wanted to be loved

She wanted to be loved

A Poem by harlem_knight


She wanted to be loved completely She wanted to be loved as close as skiis on fresh snow Smooth. She wanted to be let loose to a type of love that ..
Nature Declares

Nature Declares

A Poem by Celie Rose


Nature has the last word.
Life Span

Life Span

A Poem by Celie Rose


Through one man's sin, death spread to all mankind.

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