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By Elizabeth Fisher
A fun little ditty about curses, superstition and Scarlett O'Hara.
A muse and maybe a parable, idea taken from a dream/thought.
Poetry | Updated Jan 14, 2015 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
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Short Story | Updated Jan 10, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Rafael Ammolite Zavora
By Rafael Ammolite Zavora
December 26, 2014
From "The Voyage Begins" collection
Poetry | Updated Dec 27, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Katie Tripp
A night in the low life.
Standard threshold levels for screening and confirmatory tests. Detection of specific drugs using standard Immunoassay as opposed to the confirmatory test GC/MS or Gas Chromatography.
GOUND: (noun) the dirty doormat between the waking and the mind on creation mode.
synonyms: eye crud, sleepers, sleeping sand, crusties, eye gunk, sleepy dust, sleep boogers, eye crust, eye bogeys, eye sand, optical crustaceans, blinker smudge, sleepy dirt, sleepy seeds, bug dust
Book | Updated Nov 2, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
This poetry is a re-up of my essay called
Eye contest entry! Short Story: The crash. The glass. The ice. The ditch. Anne has tried not to think back to it. But every morning, every night it seems she cannot escape it. Of course having a transplant changes many things but when it's obvious to you. The reminders never go away. Never.
By Emera Kat
A long time ago, in a world called Silloruv when human history had not yet begun, there lived a young princess fairy called Vahva - desperate to leave the castle and explore the world outside. But when she does, it's not exactly as she expected, and...?!
This is the first book of my first ever...
By The True True Manly Marine Jace Connors
The original true vision of the book, Tiberius Rising by me, Jace Connors.
By Nicolas Diaz Guevara
Her claws gripped on my flesh as I felt my soul get out of my body, and I fell, to the cold ground, I was half asleep half awake, within a dream...
Those who commute and their ignorance.
By James Feww
This feeling and thought have been bothering me for many days.
Poetry | Updated Jun 16, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A fictional tale of two childhood friends with lots of mystery and some tragedy. Mostly from Venelli's point of view, although Vanessa will have her own story to tell later.