Young Writers

 
Cherry

Rust

Around my white vinyl house Is scattered an assortment of mills: Motley brick bones With salted bloody cement cartilage And cracked, uninhabited eyes...
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Banned Books

The libraries and bookstores of the world Are stocked with pleasantries: Prim, proper, peach juice-oozing volumes That made the grade. These books...

Elegy To the Worker

The bricks of the human world are dying. Others are being born as we speak, But others still are dying And the world is dying and changing with them...

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Chapter 2 A chink of the last of the evening light shone through the bay windows, irradiating the shell coloured walls. Pixie sleepily opened one eye...
Cherry

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Chapter 1 “I could’ve been big, I could’ve.” She took a drag on her cigarette which had almost burnt out. “I chose you lot instead, I did. I had...

God's Plan

And I allow these rocks to be firmly placed into their needed position for my very few people to have a home. Thank you, Father. Now, I cannot...

Summer

It is the calendar's Holy Trinity That draws forth the adventurer. With the reclined days And clingy heat Comes the brave explorer. Thus begins the...

A Commentary on Knowing Yourself

She sat in her chair heedlessly, every move she made calculated yet careless. She wandered the room, scanning each individual person, seemingly not...

Letter to a Friend 2

Marianne, I need help. I don't know what I've done. Everything seems to be falling apart. I feel like I'm approaching infinity. Things are speeding...

Letter to a Friend

Marianne, I can tell you for a fact you will never read this passage or whatever, for if I have the chance, I would say all this to your face. But I...