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By Loud Sirens
A short poem on the wave of perfection.
Poetry | Updated Nov 13, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A GIRL AND HER TATTOOS ON A LONDON TUBE TRAIN
Poetry | Updated Aug 2, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Making one of the hardest choices in my life.
Poetry | Updated Jul 15, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I mention 10 random YouTube channels that I have come across. If they are on this list, it means I recommend them to you. For some, you may already know them all. For others, you're in for a treat.
By Dom Palma
This poem celebrates poems on tube trains in London. They take you to another planet in the space between two tube stops.
The daily routine of life's ups and downs.
By Louise Gibney
This is a short story I entered into a competition in 2011 - and won! The theme was "Someone Has To Die" and it's been broadcast on BBC Northampton radio and Secklow Sounds.
A Poem about the process of eye contact with strangers.
By Phoenix Frost
Trust: it's a curious thing. If he told you he was J Thompson, would you believe him? Who's to say he really is who he says he is?
(Genre of Travel, but if you feel that it would fit a different genre, then please don't hesitate to let me know; I was unsure as to which I should opt for!)
Lone Cat Girl - Chapter 1
Lone Cat Girl
I am a girl, 14years old, no family, no friends, no school and no normal-ness in my life.
I live a complete unique and separate life to the everyday life of an average teenager. Teenagers listen to music; I listen to the cries of pain and hunger. They...
Waikiki beach, read so much about it, for so long, I am here now, thought Juggernaut stepping onto the beach. The fine white sand was soft to walk on but the water was cold, true it was January but in Hawaii, with air temperatures in 80â€™s, one would expect tolerable water temperature,...
By Scott Walker
A poem about my computer screen.
A young man desperately tries to find his lover after she disappears.
Short Story | Updated Jan 18, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I've always wanted an older sister. Someone to braid my hair and paint my toes and talk about boys with. This girl, Miss Libbi Brianne Lemington, feels veeeery differently with 4 sisters, all older.