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Project Icarus
I arrived at the secret RAF base somewhere in the heart of England, on a rainy evening in December. The guard looked at my NUJ press permit as my 911...
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The Girl That I Love (or 'With Whom I am in Love')
She's a girl with nice legs and a blonde head of hair. She's a girl with huge breasts and some great underwear. She's a girl that I love and I wish I...
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Festival Of Life (Freeform poem)
I was born and life took my hand; whirled me round up- on this world. My heart began to beat beat and life infront of me unfurled. A carnival; a...
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Quinn and the elephant
When the elephant started following Quinn around he didn’t mind, if truth be told he was flattered by the attention. The elephant never tried to...
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Power in Man
Power in Man P K Routray Power of intelligence and will at right measure, in man the Lord did instill so that man has power of divinity for...
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The Living Room
Sandy stood infront of the door of the living room of her apartment feeling weak and confused. Every object in her room was speaking to her. It had...
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Soothing
A quiet, sheltered, hidden glade with dappled light, and ample shade; in days of scorching summer heat, the soothing green a filtering screen of...
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The Three Little Ducks
Once upon a time there were 3 little ducks, waddling along a river bank and as they waddled along they each made a quack. "Quack", went the first...
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Sunshine City (Song)
1. I walk down the grey streets that look just like head stones. A whole world of concrete; a desert of dead stone. 2. The grim sky above me is all...
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All-American 3
I, Derek Kim, am in class. The teacher asks a question. I raise my hand. I am confident. I am answering her question in clear sentences, and then, I...
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TIME’S LOOM
TIME’S LOOM Time's loom! Spinning our lives into different clothes We are walking on the thin line continuum
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Change.
Change…. ‘ Why oh why cant you be the way I want you to be. Why cant you be different. You are not what I want in a woman, in a love partner ‘. That...
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Meddle.
Daily Prompt: Meddle via Daily Prompt: Meddle ‘Why do you always meddle, why can’t you leave me be ? ‘, the exasperation and anger evident and...
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CAMPFIRE! TALES!
Six girls and a racoon sitting around a camp fire telling ghost stories... at camp GalsCreek...
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Our Lives as Disabled Americans
From ancient times, as long has man has been distinct from wolf, deer and animal world, we have sustained among us some who cannot effectively labor...
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Grimms77
Junior hurries home. Tired and hungry, his hair sun-washed and lighter than his brothers’, he finds virtue in manual labour, skin lightly tanned and...
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The Gimp
John was making coffee when the gimp suit arrived. It had been a normal day until then. The kids had gone off to school, as usual, followed by his...
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Blue Lava
(Photo by Olivier Grunwald) I too burn, With passion for this life The longing, to see beauty A desire, to experience it I am ablaze, with curiosity...
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The Dormant Soldier
When your time runs shallow, it matters not if it is day – or it is night. He told me he wanted to kiss the sun good morning before climbing back,...
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