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By Iskah E Shirah
This was an assignment. Feel free to be offended by my opinions; feel free to condemn me once you read the second-to-last paragraph; feel free to leave as uncivil of a comment as you like â€“ but if you fail to give me legitimate counterarguments, I will take down your comment. In other...
an autobiographical essay about my struggles and my brother's medical problems, and what i'd like to contribute to the world
A short story about a peaceful cabin on a lake.
Twenty-five years ago they bought a homestead, in the middle of Vancouver Island, on the waterâ€™s edge. There are still reflections off the small lake at the foot of Mount Benson- of gardens and vineyards and woodland encounters.
Westwood Lake Chronicles is a dreamscape diary, a...
This is merely an essay I was required to write for school. I'm not asking for approval of my writing, but only for a place to publish it. Any thoughts, however, are always welcome.
Essay | Updated Nov 4, 2011 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Just some imagist poems that I wrote in English class.