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• Poetry > Haiku
  Observation

  

  By wanderlustful, Chatham, VA

  sitting and watching anxious people scuttle by they always look down...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Suffocation

  

  By wanderlustful, Chatham, VA

  Drowning in sheer cynicism Your maple syrup tongue Smothers me in false affection I gasp, grasping on to solitude My lungs only fill with oxygen When able to inhale in isolation The placid lake of my sanity ripples With the effects of your sentiments Sending ringlets writhing A final weepin...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Heavy Eyelids

  

  By wanderlustful, Chatham, VA

  I've always found that the purest essence of someone is revealed beneath the moonlight The late-night talks held between two broken spirits are always far deeper than ones spoken in the middle of the day Because after the bell tolls midnight people begin to let their guards down Their carefu...
• Hot Topics > Bullying
  The Invitation

  

  By wanderlustful, Chatham, VA

  yellow cardstock paper with bold-faced printed words announcing The Party that you Can't Miss and how much Fun It Will Be handed out in the hallways by girls with shimmering hair cascading like waterfalls down cheeks and strawberry-flavored smiles passing papers from one to another ...
• Hot Topics > Letters to the Editor
  Alumnus vs. Alumna

  

  By wanderlustful, Chatham, VA

  I recently noticed that badges saying "Teen Ink NYC Summer Writing Program Alumnus" are added to pieces of work written by girls who have attended your summer program. I cringed when I saw the icon for the first time, because it continues to astound me how the editors of a writing magazin...
• Hot Topics > Pride & Prejudice
  The Unpopular Opinion: Human Equality

  

  By wanderlustful, Raleigh, NC

  Nowadays the word “racist” is thrown around an excessive amount. It is so overused that people have seem to forgotten its meaning. I have been called racist before simply because I am white. I am constantly hearing about discrimination against minorities, but I feel that it is time for me to ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Darkness

  

  By wanderlustful, Raleigh, NC

  Can we just stop for a moment and soak in the inky blackness Relishing in the dark instead of suffocating from the lack of colors And can we trace our fingers along the healing scars of our past strifes instead of pulling sweaters over them Covering up the inner being Foolishly fearing that ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Frozen in Time

  

  By wanderlustful, Raleigh, NC

  beside my mother's bed there is a cabinet inside are scrapbooks with torn pages christmas cards of unknown family friends some unused reading glasses a pair of lost earrings and a stack of antique photographs sepia, black and white faded colors splashed on brittle papers smiling faces squi...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Better

  

  By wanderlustful, Raleigh, NC

  the wisps of an unhappy soul dissipating like mist when the day heats up and expunges all traces of misery...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  She Cried

  

  By wanderlustful, Raleigh, NC

  and the words dripped from her mind like blood from a vein staining the paper before her into a beautiful mess of truth...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Not as Strong as You Think

  

  By wanderlustful, Raleigh, NC

  Fragile fingers Fragile bones Fragile memories shattered by stones Shards of glass in the air Fragile words said by those who don't care Fragile hope Fragile dreams Fragile relationships that aren't as they seem Fragile laughs Fragile smiles That all add up to a fragile chil...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Hope and Dreams

  

  By wanderlustful, Raleigh, NC

  Hope a silver thread woven into the threadbare tapestry of travesty Dreams a spot of blue amidst the storm-raged sky...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  A Poem

  

  By wanderlustful, Raleigh, NC

  a poem? a poem sure, why not think of some words to jot on a page empty meanings nothing to replicate how I'm feeling...
• Fiction > Historical Fiction
  Listen

  

  By wanderlustful, Raleigh, NC

  May 29th, 1932 How are you? What a stupid question. It's not like I'm actually going to tell a stranger that I'm not having a good day. Why is it that in our society it's considered polite to ask someone how they are? I think it's impolite to pretend like you actual...
• Art /
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  Window in Alsace

  

  By wanderlustful, Chatham, VA
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  Vista

  

  By wanderlustful, Chatham, VA
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  The Sun is Rising

  

  By wanderlustful, Chatham, VA
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  Barefoot

  

  By wanderlustful, Chatham, VA
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  Sunset

  

  By wanderlustful, Chatham, VA