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In 2008, a Washington Post editorial by two prominent environmentalists described how ethanol mandates have harmed the environment and spawned hunger across the world. In â€œEthanolâ€™s Failed Promise,â€ Lester Pearson and Jonathan Lewis observed that â€œTurning one-fourth of...
Arden is a guidance counselor, a part-time writer, and a full-on supportive adoptive father to Maxwell Hunnigan.
After informing a nutcase teacher of his suspension, he brings the headache home and later that night finds himself in another predicament: rescuing a suspicious stranger who bled on...
If I could meet any person I'd like... Well, read on to find out who...
This is about an alcoholic and his two feuding wives.
Based on true stories.
About the line between reality and fantasy.
By Nick Haydn Jones
Inspired by the Radiohead song Street Spirit. It's about a man who has lost his way but his streets are calling out to him to change his ways. I'm hoping to turn it into a novel one day but this is an outline of it in the form of a short story.
Short Story | Updated Aug 14, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Going for a stroll on a Saturday afternoon.
Poetry | Updated Jul 15, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Saja Ahmad
the story is about a boy who is adopted and loves dancing!
Short Story | Updated Jul 12, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Chantelle Nazareth
Megan Pierce was a seventeen year old ballroom dancer, who was studing in "Cance University of Performing Arts" she had a major in dance, she was jolly, funny and living each day with insanity and to the fullest was her moto. But she also had this no dating policy after her ex Marcus; who lived...
Chapter 1 of my short story 'Charlie'
With social and economic disorder spreading across the country, a young teenage girl embarks on a journey to join a massive and revolutionary political movement of teen "feral camps".
This poem was made in three parts. The first was made several years before the others, during my darker days, and the poem was lost. When I found it, I added the second part in, as I was happier again. Then finally, a year later, I read it again, but I was back to my same old depressing self,...
Poetry | Updated Jun 6, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Mike Fred
Michael White has lost his parents and is now alone on the streets of Detroit. He has no idea what to do, or if he'll ever find anyone to love him. He feels totally alone. The only thing he can do is hope.
By Isabel Monday
You need a friend, a good friend someone who will meet you where youre at and help - dedicated to jay, homeless, who couldn't manage a flat for years then one day he did :-)
Silence rings through the streets. A foreboding presence encases a town in fear.... or whats left.