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  The Beautiful Virgins

  

  By DevonW., Denver, CO

  She had become obsessed with the beautiful death she would face, If only she could taste How bitter that death would be. Her legacy of tragic, Dramatic, climatic Closing. Hugged coldly in chemical ropes and bullets Laid breathing in a velvet coffin. She could not soften that heart she had tu...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  If It Is Beauty You Desire

  

  By DevonW., Denver, CO

  If it is beauty you desire I shall deliver a sunset to your porch On a quest to open magnificence I take a shilling knife and crack it apart Open wounds bleed...
• Nonfiction > Memoir
  I Think My Sword Is Sharper

  

  By DevonW., Denver, CO

  The art of my craft does not excite me nearly as much as I feel it should; the art of writing. What words do I speak to break the hearts of those that read them, that inspire and create emotion that once lay dormant? I cannot simply find them in the air, cannot simply reach into a cupboard and pull ...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  The Tempted

  

  By DevonW., Denver, CO

  I awoke beside a road, one uncrossed by many men. Left drowned in a bed of alcohol, I laid simply on the floor, saliva crusted down my cheek. With the gavel of regret pounding on my skull, the world left it’s baggage on my shoulder’s once more. I found that beside bed side tables sat more than...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  I Will Conquer Soon

  

  By DevonW., Denver, CO

  Settle me something wise Something fair and tender A piece of history that tames my curiosity Settle me something great Something brilliant An object a man of gold should envy Settle me a power that is unseen to Kings Untouched by Gods And unheard of by human ears Walk me through open doors...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Pastor and the Athiest

  

  By DevonW., Denver, CO

  Where does the Pastor go when he dies and rises to the sky? Is it to Heaven and to God? To live in the forever nirvana that lies past the gates? To a world of white, of happy, of love, and to the sweet tenderness of being held in God's glove, risen up to the above. For he believes in the glory...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Artisan's Place

  

  By DevonW., Denver, CO

  The Artisan’s Manor Carp Manor, the dilapidated estate, The Artisan’s place. A party of 10. The eccentric, the renowned, the bizarre. All who have come from wide and far. The murders of all, All but two. Me and you! But who could it be? Who could it be? Alas! There is someone ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Little Birds

  

  By DevonW., Denver, CO

  20,000 birds in flight The song of their flapping wings, Painted delicately in the sky The magic of it all Small wishes The souls of those deceased Riding up to Heaven on the wings of an angel The magic of it all Watching the stillness, having it move in my head All the canvas painted...
• Reviews > Book Reviews
  The Road

  

  By DevonW., Denver, CO

  The Road Cormac McCarthy It is the post apocalypse. After a great fire raged over the Earth, many were left dead and others with nothing. In this thrilling novel, Cormac McCarthy really captures the fear and isolation of being left alive after the Earth has died. He follows a father, “Papa...