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  I am afraid

  

  By Moths, New york, NY

  I'm afraid. I’m scared of words I keeped them locked in my journal Brown cardboard cover And lined sheets That I keep hidden over my bed They call to me as I sleep They shuffle around my room Making the floorboards creak I’m as afraid of words As I am afraid of ...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Is Not A Fairy Tale

  

  By Moths, New york, NY

  She was born with skin like glass. Transparent organs swished inside a steel rib-cage like shiny circus fish trapped in a clear plastic bag. Sunlight passes through her smooth surface, setting out multicolored lights of that trace the ground as she walks. When she was young she understood that wi...
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  The Demigoddess Of Friday Evenings

  

  By Moths, New york, NY

  Pale gray smoke blows out from her honeysuckle mouth. She's been branded red, her lips an angry slash across her face. Yes, angry. Aren't we all just a little bit angry? Angry at the person who never called, the friend that left you behind. The crush that never gave a crap to smile back...
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  A Really Beautiful Day

  

  By Moths, New york, NY

  It was a beautifully sunny day on the East Side Of L.A. when the zombies arrived. Not like this was an unusually thing; since L.A. was nice and hot most of the year. But this particular day was different; probably because the temperature was simply perfect. It wasn’t too hot, and the clouds f...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  A Short Piece for The Sea

  

  By Moths, New york, NY

  this is a story... They let him go on Sunday. His scales had been flaking off for a while now, and left a small trail wherever he went. Though he never really went anywhere. They had confined him to the house and left him in attic in a old ceramic bathtub that had cracks in it. Left ther...
• Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
  wait.

  

  By Moths, New york, NY

  It is night and something horrible will happen if The character falls asleep You can't sleep. You won't even try. You lie awake scared out of your mind.It's the middle of the night and the house is silent. The world hums in a whisper of a song.It's warm but you shiver anyw...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Childhood

  

  By Moths, New york, NY

  The scratch-scritch of your crayon on paper Reminds me of the time, when life was safer When stickers were diamonds and rainbows jewels And the world was all sparkly and new When glitter was glue and ice cream everyday food And you ran around just because you could When bubbles were the...
• Fiction > Scripts & Plays
  Don't Be Sad

  

  By Moths, New york, NY

  Fade in scene. Room comes into focus in black and white. Plain walls, a soft gray, a single chair, and hand movements just out of the camera's lens. Finally, a woman appears from the side. Black sweater, blonde hair put down and in full view. No makeup on she sits seldomly on the fold up c...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  The Piper Children

  

  By Moths, New york, NY

  OverView: the year is 3012 and like always the world is in chaos. After numerous attempts {and failures} to save humanity. The government finally accepts the help of a mysterious being. Who calls himself The Piper and agreed to help the world find peace. In exchange they must give him 1 thousand do...
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  Black Jesus

  

  By Moths, New york, NY

  Black Jesus I DO NOT CARE FOR YOUR GOD WHO WATCHED AS MY PEOPLE SUFFERED ON THE NILES ON THE SHIPS ON THE FIELDS WHERE THEIR ABUSED HANDS SAGGED NEAR DEATH AS THEIR CHILDREN WERE TAKEN AWAY WHEN THEY FELL TO THE BROWN HEATH OR ROTTING PLANKES OR SIFTING SANDS AND TIGHTLY CLUTCHED ...