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Fingers pointing name dropping half-shouted lies self-protecting ever hiding stifled in their sleep dark room judging eyes praying hands beg unheard voices no free choices it's all decided doom block of wood swinging metal a shock of red blood one last word t... - Fiction > Thriller/MysteryA narrow dirt path wound endlessly around the towering trees of the forest Wood, named after the founder of Woodville, Dr. Eliza Wood. A man stood at the edge of the small town, fighting like a dog on his hind legs to stay on his tip-toes. Then, failing to maintain the balance of his stance, he did ...
- Poetry > All PoetryWe have a need in our nation, A need for elevation. We need people to stand up, And less things to interrupt, We need people to take charge Of our country at large, Someone we need not ask Who’ll be glad to accept the task. And where can we find This leader we see in our mind? Where is t...
- Poetry > Free VerseCursed is the life of a writer Who lives with a fear of tomorrow. Like a closed ring fighter, Begging for five more minutes to borrow. The threat of schedule markings pressing down The closing door of imagination trapping them. Floating in their heads, adjectives and nouns With each blank...
- Poetry > Free VerseThere is a time of year When the spirits come out to play, Let loose from their constant lair. Their ghoulish acts are patiently at bay. They long for little children, Their chilling arms waiting to seize. It appears to be illusion, They way they move with each and every breeze. There are my...
- Poetry > All PoetryThe muggy stream of conscience Drifts leisurely through our minds. Barely breaching acquaintance, Our existences are blind. Through clichés of who and why Within the chorus line we hide. Away from uniqueness we shy, And from individuality we resign. Our expressions are identical To each th...
- Poetry > Free VerseWith stomachs twisted sourly A boy and a girl Were sitting quite awkwardly That boy and that girl Their mouths creaked open and shut Without a peep or a tweet They glanced at each other but turned away and quietly shuffled their feet The silence it grew the boy and girl caught Their minds...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyThe room glimmered with the light of the chandelier. I sipped my wine and watched as lords and ladies twirled in blurs of royal blue and purple. Tonight is my sixteenth birthday and according to law I must be married before I turn eighteen or I can't be queen. My father, the king, was worrie...
- Poetry > Song LyricsWatching and waiting stuck here behind these walls you come and call out to me i cry and shout out for you falling behind here losing someone dear finding myself through pain savoring dancing in the rain there's one life one chance one shot to make it happen there's no time n...
- Poetry > Free VerseSome days she cries, Some days she lies, But always she’s hiding something behind those eyes. She hears your words, She feels the sting, She’ll smile sadly at the hurt you bring. She is a pigeon in a world made of colors, Trying to find a relief, an escape from her horrors. She’s run...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionRena layed face down on her bed. Her wrenching sobs shaking her fragile body as she furiously hung to her pillow. “WHY?!” She screamed over and over but it didn't seem to help. “Why me? Oh God, Why me?!” A pound came at the door and soon her father stood in front of her holding a duffel...
