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Here
Its cold The snow is silent Even Under the soul Of my father’s shoes Branches of trees against the sky Content in their temporary death Tremble...
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the profits of her prayer
good lil’ christian katy perry (bearing her subtle “jesus” tattoo on her wrist…as if to remind her that “he’s always here”) recently told a magazine...
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Letter to a friend
To tease you with tea with words and words only To please you with pleas to come when your ready To know what I say is not what it seems To see what...
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NEW BEGINNINGS
London, 1949. ‘Elsie, girl, you’re so lovely’ ‘GET OFF, Joe, I’m not ready for that stuff yet’ ‘So you don’t love me! There’s plenty who would. All...
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Autobiography part 2
The fear of surviving another suicide attempt kept me alive for another two years. In my effort to become a functional human being again, I began to...
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Autobiography part 1
This is an assignment for my creative writing class. We were instructed to write who we are, where we’re going, and why we’re taking the class. The...
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The Deck of Cards (working)
It began with intention. One of my fondest memories from my childhood was playing cards with my father. I’ll get to it later, but I never had the...
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Play with Words [Monologue 1]
A: Sunlight through the curtains, muted, transcended into something greater than it is. The signal that another day has begun, another day has died...
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W.E Enders echoed thoughts
I wish I was a mere bud that shines upon your dew The budding rose that now so slowly turns into a flame. which then echoes of a shard -that...
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