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An account of fading memories
"Sometimes I feel that life is passing me by, not slowly either, but with ropes of steam and spark-spattered wheels and a hoarse roar of power or terror. It's passing, yet I'm the one who's doing all the moving." ~Martin Amis
By May Joelle
An essay i wrote for my Masks and Morals class in college. "Black Like Me" was written by John Griffin. In the novel, Griffin, a white man, gives an account of his experience in the south while passing as a black man. This essay is an analysis of the change in the Griffin's physical and internal...
Essay | Updated May 21, 2009 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
What would you do without me?
Have you ever had a time when it was so silent, no one dared to speak? That's the time when angels are passing through. If you listen closely to your heart, then you can almost hear their soft voices.
Dedicated to my grandma, i would like to look at this, when im all grown up, and remember, respect, and learn from what ive been through, its about life, love, death, growing up, and leaving alone the things you cannot change
This one was difficult for me. I gave it more thought and consideration than most. I hope that because I did that, it comes across as being one of my better works. I'm sticking to what I'm good at here
Poetry | Updated Jan 24, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 6
death in the world..
Poetry | Updated Jan 23, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
By Ryan M Akers
A short piece about self-reflection on Easter.
The seconds passing by on a shiny new wristwatch...
By The Greek
THIS IS A VERY SHORT STATMENT OF OUR LIFE AND A SIMPLE EXAMPLE OF HOW FAST OUR LIVES PASS BY US.
The final flight we will all take.
Sometimes it is a peaceful occurance. Gentle as a butterfly wing
Dedicated to someone very dear to me I lost.
petrarkan, actave, sustet, street_performance
Poetry | Updated Nov 17, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I really have no idea what this is, it rings in my mind as something about a standing against the tides of comformity. Like--can you stand with me against all costs to see this world through? Like a call to arms for a generation or something, but it's as much a mystery to me as it will be to...
As the peoem says...i was just walkin along the beach and the poem is all about a passing thought that occured to me...
Poetry | Updated Jun 26, 2008 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2