Young Writers
Blissful Silence
The silent nomad, gently moved through life content to not speak even once. He did not utter a sound, and had grown to forget how his very own voice...
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- 301 reads
A gift
A Zen master met a woman on a journey one day. By her ignorance, she tried various ways to yell and insult him. Finally, the Zen master turned around...
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- 226 reads
Walter Sickert was never in love.
Walter Sickert was never in love. She never liked Walter Sickert. Two lovers sat side by side knelt on the grass, staring in silence outwards, past...
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- 209 reads
Is Porn really all that bad?
I am finding immense peace in knowing language is merely a made up concept, and because of that some wield it as a form of power either to ridicule,...
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- 556 reads
Ole Cap'n Pete
If I were to meet someone who thought of me how I thought of Ole Cap’n Pete, surely I’d never leave. But he left us, left us in a tree. Believe me...
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The Wrong Industry
“Hey, Jacob. Jackson wants to talk to you in the office.” I looked up from the hold ticket I was writing and saw my boss, Angela standing close by. I...
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- 637 reads
Run
Footsteps on gravel slip into soft padding on rock. The trees sigh in dismay as I turn with shoulders raised. Warmth floods through me, within and...
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- 277 reads
A Load of Garbage
Youngsters pass by with a girlish titter. They could still do with a baby sitter. Squeals and shouts and lots of litter. Endless time with which to...
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- 335 reads
The Bad Parts
Lonely, hollow, empty, meek, Define the people you seek, Creep on in during quiet hours, Put them under with your power. Days, weeks, pass without...
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- 263 reads
Finding a Reason
“It’s not that I don’t love you anymore, I’m serious, that’s not it. I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just… I’m not the same. I don’t feel anything...
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- 242 reads