Young Writers
The Poor
So much to be told and so much we don’t say We yearn for money, the hunger won’t let us think Whispering silences of envy are invading my mind They...
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The Unendurable Weight
I struggle to stand it, this unendurable weight it seems to multiply each time we step on the scale. It is heavy, this steel pound of malformation...
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Where Does The Good Go
A reflection of the world
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Cluster
1. Not like the others Rather different Spectacular Unlike any other place Sealed faith Relinquish Dramatic, yet subtle Uncharted territory Insist So...
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A Puzzle
Just a light, cheesy poem! Any feedback is appreciated!
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A Place Where Time Slows
I’m learning to find peace in the little things If you look closely, if you really care to, you can see them The fabric of our universe is more...
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Origami
So often you control me,you tear my life apart, I’m not paper that you hold, or that you can fold, into what ever you desire. Like paper you treat me...
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A Days Worth Of Work (chapter 1)
"Welcome to Mcdonalds, what can i get for you today" i said, trying to sound as professional as i could without seeming fake ."hmmmm....uhhhh.....ok...
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Umbrella 3
I like to talk walks at night. There's only my phone and the flashlight function on it that guides me. Fighting against my father is like fighting...
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I am a train
The train track ticked underneath my long, heavy, metallic frame. I could feel the hot, steamy air coming out of the top of my head as I pushed with...
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