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The house is still. Not the hollow stillness of an empty house, nor the hushed, cowering stillness of a fighting house, nor yet the softly pulsing stillness of a sleeping house. It’s still with the resonating tremors of absorbed people wrapped in focused reflection, scuffling little movements bely... - Poetry > Free Verseit is said, to understand someone you must walk a mile in their shoes so walk a mile in my combat boots i'm fighting for my beliefs where left is right and right is wrong and sometimes it's hard to believe walk a mile in my combat boots i'm fighting for my self-image against e...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionHalf-past five on the evening of December twenty-third. A small green sedan, dented in the right fender, an over-sized blue spruce strapped precariously to the roof, is cruising along the winding roads out of the mountains. Inside, the rich voice of Nat King Cole weaves a holiday warmth around the s...
- Poetry > Free VerseKlmp klmp Skkkkkf t-t-t-t-t-t-t klmp klmp klmp klmp (on pavement) Krk-k-k Krlk-k Kchs Kchs-k K (gravel) Shluff schluff Shluff schluff Arrippitty-rappitty Rippitty-tap Shluff schluff Schluff shlump Schlump Schlump Schluff, Shluff Schlump (through leaves)...
- Poetry > Free VerseMy room is a collection Of a week’s worth of accidents Forgotten actions piling together into An organism of its own Dirty laundry forming landscapes in the corner Mountains filled with ridges and winding hollows Through the tubes of cast-off socks Forming homes for wandering insects Who...
- Poetry > Free Versedays pass in waves throbbing with the common pulse of time splashing against moments-- sliding down a winding trail, lightning on volcanoes, happy children smiling-- differences blending into similarities, distinctions dissolving into unity...
- Poetry > Free VerseStray children like stray dogs: unkempt, unwanted, unloved, brown eyes pleading for attention, brown arms reaching for a hug, so many children so desperate for love. It takes so little to chase the sadness from their eyes: broken phrases of affection spoken in broken Spanish but fluent love...
- Poetry > Free VerseWhat would you pay for a soul? Ten, fifteen, forty dollars for a child, a girl, a man? Ten dollars now and he's your's for the night, seventy-five and he'll work on your boats. What would you pay for a soul?...
- Poetry > Free VerseTell me why the grass blows Take me where the wind grows When I wish upon a star Make me what the light knows...
- Poetry > Haiku
- Poetry > Free Versebristly green needles ripple the surface of the sky schools of birds dart between the tufts of wispy cattail fluff drifting across the surface...
- Poetry > Free Versehave you ever been down to the lake at dawn, when the sky lights veiled in misty white and the lake reflects in silver drab, when the wind unwinds from the tops of the pines and whispers across the water, when the whole world waits in hushed expectancy --for time has yet to begin' when t...
- Poetry > Free Versesidewalk chalk and playground sets bicycles and squirt-gun fights kiddie pools and popsicles summer fun and summer rules no shoes and no socks fresh-mowed grass and gravel rocks slather sunscreen, run and play tag, you're it, now capture the flag lemonade stands, quarter a cup careful ...
- Poetry > Free Versetwisted masterpieces fallen from beauty distorted like reflections in a fun house mirror motivated, driven by all that should've never been compelled by hate, by fear, by greed each an army fighting wars solely for himself trampling others in a quest to attain a bitter end once so per...
- Poetry > Free VersePush to the front of the throng, gape at the dolls for sale, fragile bodies wrapped in scarlet. Peruse the menu hungrily: "xxx and xxx are okay $xxx for full night." Examine the selections, choose that one on the end. Look into her eyes, note the length of the lashes but miss the...
- Poetry > Haiku
- Fiction > Realistic FictionSetup: on stage left, a bare desk and chair; on stage right, what appears to be a cheap motel, the shade at the window is drawn and there is a light on inside; spotlight switches between sides (a teenage boy enters stage left with a laptop and sits at the desk, laptop turned so the audience cann...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyThe girl watched as the grey swirls of people skittered through the square like so many frightened shadows, each wrapped in their own absorbed silence. Since the day when words became rationed, silence had gradually settled over the city like a smothering blanket of dust, suffocating art, culture, e...
- College
Guide > College EssaysWe stood in the muddy courtyard next to a broken-down house, listening to peeps of chicks and an old woman’s sobbing in Spanish, accompanied by a steady stream of translation. The old woman of about sixty years, with a face lined like a piece of paper crumpled then unfolded, her grey hair hidden ... - Nonfiction > All NonfictionToday the crimson bleeds for you whose lives were lost as madness flew. Today the crimson beats for you whose lives were given as hero's due. Today the white reflects for you your innocence in a senseless act. Today the white will shine for you your loss that prompted us to act. Today th...
- Poetry > Free Verseneon haze resonates through the drifting fairgrounds, mingling with wander-lustful smells wafting carelessly through the throngs of shifting shadows to puddle in half-forgotten corners filled with wrappers and plastic cups, tempting worn feet wending their way homeward...
- Poetry > Free VerseSilver ribbons Tracing patterns through this dusty green Silver ribbons Strung with shining colored baubles Silver ribbons Racing fast and winding slow Silver ribbons Just let me follow these Silver ribbons 'Til I find my way home...
- Poetry > Free VerseBurning leaves reduce to skeletal ash, yet there is a certain hypnotizing beauty in their heated transformation, green naiveté lost to glowing black and red....
- Poetry > Free VerseTemporary wishing-stars blinking lights like blinking hearts alternating hope and fear prompt hopeful dreams from wistful hearts. Sometimes we keep our dreams in jars in hopes that we might always wish on temporary wishing-stars, but dreams that are ensnared in jars fare no better than their...
- Poetry > Free VerseAmerica, the beautiful from towering redwood to windswept prairie to rocky northern shore America, the valiant waging war on injustice, on tyranny, and on oppression America, the welcoming offering freedom, asylum, and hope to all who come to her arms America, the innovative in go...
