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Random First Lines:There was a boy in her room.
There was always a boy in her room.
Lana had gotten used to the fact that every time she woke up in the middle of... » Read
By Lizzie Redwood
The suffocation of unrequitted love and how vulnerable unrequitted love makes you.
just read it
Poetry | Updated Apr 6, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
One of the first poems I ever wrote. It's about a pathetic relationship I once had. I loved him, but he did not return the love. It is not very good, but it was a start
sad sad...but how i live....hahahah
Poetry | Updated Oct 20, 2010 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
the comatose revolutionary wracked with cancer wakes up to his last fears and doubts ; his imminent death
By Natalie Grieshammer
i was on a plane listening to bob dylan
Poetry | Updated Mar 12, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
The story is a vignette describing the experiences of a young graduate student hanging out with friends at a friend's birthday gathering. Alienated by apparently-unreciprocated feelings, he winds up talking to a stranger and contemplating the odd dynamics within his social circle.