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• Poetry > Free Verse
  Mantra

  

  By Dreamr, Helena, AL

  I already miss you. You’re sitting right next to me, But I know you’ll be gone soon enough. And I’m trying not to question, I’m trying to understand, But I don’t. I'm trying to be happy during the time we have left, But its SO DAMN HARD. It isn’t fair . I finally find s...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Stormy

  

  By Dreamr, Helena, AL

  The air is still, now Like the quiet between heart beats. And I’m sitting here wondering what is left in this, The quiet after the storm. I’ve still got raindrops clinging to my hair, My lips, My skin, Pressing my clothes to my body, the Making me shiver, making me cold. The thunder dea...
• Poetry > Song Lyrics
  Draw Me In

  

  By Dreamr, Helena, AL

  Verse One: I don’t know what I’m supposed to be singing, I don’t know what the acceptable answer is, But you’re looking at me with those honest eyes, and I’m Spellbound, hypnotized, You draw me in again I guess you could say, that you’re just everything to me, Because I study you...
• Fiction > Romance
  Juliet

  

  By Dreamr, Helena, AL

  Juliet I was all alone. Again. The floor is bone chilling and hard. I stir gently, all my muscles aching. My mind is foggy, but as I stretch and rub some warmth into my icy limbs, it slowly begins to clear. The tomb. I am inside the family tomb. A silent scream opens my throat and forces my li...
• Fiction > Romance
  Remember Us?

  

  By Dreamr, Helena, AL

  His name was Jeffrey. His skin was the color of toffee, a creamy light brown, even as a little boy. I remember his eyes- those most vividly of all, because they were brown like mine. A dark, nearly opaque melted brown. See, that was the only thing we ever had in common, even though we played togethe...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Ageless

  

  By Dreamr, Helena, AL

  The skin of my hands is now like paper. My life is written into it, a delicate calligraphy of soft sagging, swollen knuckles, purple blue veins and folds of white that shift as I move. I still wear the rose gold wedding band, with its tiny sprinkling of diamonds. My weight is less now, every...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  Be Beautiful

  

  By Dreamr, Helena, AL

  My little sister Abby won't stop squirming. With difficulty, I apply her false eyelashes. They flutter on her eyelids, turning her from an innocent toddler into a young, overly made-up woman. She puckers her mouth for lipstick, and then shakes the Electro Rollers out of her hair. She really hate...