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Random First Lines:Book review on the message that Annie Dillard gives in her story the deer at providencia
When Bailey takes the Doctor to her college in Portsmouth on a quiet Sunday afternoon, she and her friend Louise discover that the building isn't as empty as it seems.
By Emilio Amaro
A man falls asleep and begins to have a nightmare that slowly begins to send him into a descent of madness.
poem from a spiders prospective
Poetry | Updated Dec 12, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Joanna Strafford
Writing letters to Sophia Mitchell was the only thing that got Adam through being away, even though she never replied back. It was just the thought that one day he would have the chance to see her and his family again. Approval and acceptance were two things he always longed for throughout high...
I wrote this when i was like 9 or 10 it's for the young ones out there it's kind off funny when you read it now
In the aftermath following a meteorites collision with earth, a father and daughter will make their way through the woods and marshes surrounding the crater.
But the crater and the protruding rock in its center emanate disease, breeding through it a new species of spider and a dangerous ecosystem.
By Little Blue Bird
This poem is set in the Victorian Era with a dark/supernatural twist to it. I use to love playing my clarinet, but my anxiety and depression took that away from me.
This is a poem about how bad candy could be for your teeth.
A poem about the unexpected difficulties that arise in relationships.
This is about how hatred is similar to a disease thats easy to catch. How those who hate everything always try to spread the infection.
Felt like doing a poem related to my art project. So there.
Comparison between an old time farm toilet and its city equivalent!
Catriona. The Irish form of Catherine. Meaning pure and clean in Greek. But this is anything but what 15 year old Catriona is. For one, she isn't Irish, she's American. Also, she isn't pure at all. She's does everything you wouldn't want her to do. Peircings almost everywhere on her face, hair...
By Leo Cantus
A queer little story about a woman and her little eight-legged friends, all dancing on their on thin threads of sanity.
This story is meant as a little appetizer before the final chapter of The Devil on G String is released - just a short, dark taster by itself, something I suddenly had the...
Short Story | Updated Nov 21, 2012 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2