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• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  The Artist

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  My alarm jumps to attention like a rattling, neurotic knight. It jangles and throws itself about until I deliver is a heavy swat with my limp hand. I swear at the clock because I didn’t set it, but the clock is insistent, so I resign myself to my fate. I have a hard time rallying myself to get o...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Foundlings

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  A box of kittens. Scrawny, starving, mewling. I guess no one cared....
• Poetry > Haiku
  Ripple

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  I ripped the water With a single shiny stone. So smooth, yet so sharp....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Deserted

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  Condensing ashen clouds skid across the sky like scabs of mud against cold granite. A light rain falls, piercing my skin with tiny pinpricks of dirty water. I am standing in an empty parking lot. The pavement beneath my feet is prickly and wet. My canvas shoes are beginning to grow damp. My...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Haikus

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  It annoys me when People purposely don’t end Them to prove a point....
• Fiction > Fan Fiction
  Man of Iron, Man of Fear

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  The phone wakes me in the middle of the night, piercing through my dreams like a knife through a piece of thick cheese. I grope awkwardly through the darkness for the small ringing piece of metal on my table. It’s only then that I notice the bed is empty. “Tony?” I say it quietly, so as not ...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  Abandoned House

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  Ivory out of tune, Cat’s meow in silent room. Thick windows, sticky with high noon. Dusty flower petals. Greasy bronze and gray lace, Golden tassels, iron face. Chairs, couches, teacups of every race. A faint odor of mold. My forgotten dreams. Broken, sqeaking memories Left to c...
• Nonfiction > Academic
  The Love Song of Alfred J. Prufrock: The Lament for the Modern Man

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  The Love Song of Alfred J. Prufrock by T. S. Eliot uses stream of consciousness to present the inner thoughts and life of a thoroughly modern man. In poetic verse, Elliot recounts Prufrock’s hopes and desires, his failures and shortcomings, all from the perspective of Prufrock himself. Yet the com...
• Fiction > Fan Fiction
  Before the Spark

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  I open my eyes to the searing glow of the morning sun, and stagger to the bathroom with the extreme need to vomit. When I get to the bathroom, Cedar is sleeping bruised and covered in blood on the tiled floor. For a moment, I flinch, but my throat is closing up, so I go and vomit in the kitchen sink...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Before I Met You

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  There is a calm before storm, There is time before cloth is torn. There is a child before a man, There is the sea before the sand. There is the dirt before the mud, There is the soap before the suds. There is a pup before a hound, There is a rock before the ground. There is a word before a b...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Astronaut

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  The food was bad and there were no windows. Expectations are rarely fulfilled. When the astronaut dreamed of space, He envisioned deep blackness, And pinpoints of beauty. Not hard metal walls....
• Poetry > Haiku
  Automation

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  Creaky, rusty eyes, Mechanically swivel. Can cry oily tears....
• Poetry > Haiku
  Ghost

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  Honor bound to rust. A disciple of decay. Abandoned by life....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Retreat

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  He built it himself. A wooden quilt patched with nails. It kept out the wind. He liked what he saw. And on the door he painted In bright red “Stay Out.” It was near a lake. He could hear water nearby. But he never swam. In the summertime, The house was sticky with heat, And sap...
• Reviews > Movie Reviews
  Iron Man 3

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  Days after the release of Iron Man 1, fans were clamoring for a second movie, and even a third. Starring the witty, and dazzling Robert Downey Jr as the playboy, billionaire, philanthropist Tony Stark, the Iron Man movie had a perfect mix of humor, action, and brilliance that appealed to small child...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Shadow Hunters

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  We hunt for shadows (ghostly and impalpable) Every moonless night....
• Fiction > Fan Fiction
  Effie's Reaping

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  In my dream, I am standing in a crowd of twelve to eighteen year olds. Their faces are tight—whether with fear or anticipation, I can’t tell. A tall stranger in more colorful clothes than I ever imagined possible smiles widely “Now…the female tribute of District 2 is—“ “Euphemia” My...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Optimist

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  Life gave you so many lemons, That you had to set up a stand, To sell all the lemonade you made. And even when no one would buy The sweet liquor of sweat and tears, You still smiled and shrugged it all off. And kept making lemonade....
• Poetry > Haiku
  Malamute

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  Hairy behemoth. Bear, wolf, and wooly mammoth. A gentle giant....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Tree

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  Crooked roots and twisted limbs. Balding branches filled with birds Warbling nature’s hymns Though saying not one word....
• Poetry > Haiku
  The Pug

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  Wrinkle, snuggle, snort. Waddle, nuzzle and contort. Scarfing up all food....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Apprehension

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  Waspish, trembling, metal wings, Flicker in the depths of my stomach. In my mind, a death bell rings. But the outside world is deadly silent. Do I dare break through the glass That forms me into meaningless perfection, Do I dare to take the chance, Am I brave enough to face rejection?...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Ardor

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  I bit into love And I liked what I tasted. Where can I find more?...
• Poetry > Haiku
  I Love in Vain

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  It is not enough, That once we breathed the same air? That day dreams came true…...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Addict

  

  By Irenie, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Korea, Republic of

  I am addicted To the feel of paper and The dark smell of ink....