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An essay about my personal experiences with racism. The use of African American as a designator of race and not point of origin. The fact that we are essentially all Africans, having all originated from Africa. How we should abandon African American as a designation of race for Black people,...
By Liam Cooper
Small town vignette
Poetry | Updated Aug 14, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A few words about the stretching and shrinking of time as we rummage through our memories. A moment in your childhood can last forever in the mind of your older self.
Poetry | Updated Aug 11, 2013 | Reads: 68 | Comments: 11 | Likes: 19
By Jade Iris
Sam broke her ankle doing the one thing she loves, what will she do now that she can no longer play soccer?
Short Story | Updated Aug 7, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A memory of a special place from childhood and the magic it gave those years. And wondering where or how I can help provide that feeling for my own daughter now.
Poetry | Updated Aug 4, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Rose Burg
Acacia's family persished in a accidental house fire when she was just seven years old. Fifteen years later she discovers that the fire was deliberate. Acacia follows an extensive trail on a quest to find out her family's secrets.
This is just the story of a very close friend of mine, Joshua. He's better than ever now! and he's more thankful than ever. I hope this story that I wrote inspires you and helps you x'!
For my little girl.
Poetry | Updated Jul 27, 2013 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A memory of when, if you were first to finish work, you got to take the teacher's dusters outside to whack clean as a treat.
Poetry | Updated Jul 25, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A GIRL RECALLS HER CHILDHOOD PUNISHMENTS.
Poetry | Updated Jul 24, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is more of a rant than anything else, it's poorly written and absolute garbage. But maybe if I put it up it will make me feel better somehow.
By Norman Crane
Some people don't have souls no more. Sometimes they trade 'em away for doing what's right, she said.
I man revisiting his childhood.
Short Story | Updated Jul 18, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem reliving a childhood place in which has changed my life.
Poetry | Updated Jul 16, 2013 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Hanna Anaz
This shows how the world can destroy the child that we once were.