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story by Ivan Samokish

You may not like what I have to say, In my story so bitter sweet, In a story filled with truth, In a book with words of rage, And a message of no regret. You think it garbage? You think it boring? You see the... Read more

publication by Katie Lodge

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story by Logan Hawley

The deeper you cut the longer you Scar, the more money you make, the more they take, the more you do the easier it is to point you out, the less you do the easier you become to ignore, like the book on the shelf that will never be rea... Read more

publication by Liberty Blog

04/10/2016 Conversing with Bernie Sanders’s supporters is like watching Akira, the classic anime. When the movie ends, you just say, “Wait…what just happened? I’m so confused!” Sanders’s s... Read more

publication by Susanna Fitzpatrick

Rebecca stood a the edge of the wood, yearning yet fearing to pass beneath its trees. She stooped and picked up stones, tossing them one at a time into the thick underbrush and watching a cloud of white moths rise and fall. It wo... Read more

publication by Sxisha Prafa Dia

It was many years ago, when I was preparing to face the Trials, that she stumbled upon our village. She was very pale, her skin was white but her face and lips were pink. Her eyes were the colour of the sky. Her hair was th colour of ... Read more

publication by Sxisha Prafa Dia

Many ranosov, Ãœrla pidie kallang Tsesh, Pra dusco Velsh Diopray. Pra Witte witte, Pran skal Wittern, Pran duru e labts rosie. Pran ocu Ouraquis. Pran coma Helume. Mandaplie ocun ozha vitarina. Ãœrla, Sxisha, grutali pra il Velsh ... Read more

publication by Sxisha Prafa Dia

Frêsa guldođ tienvaka addus Prøvanka. Pra niy Hyranos, Pra saica addus Prøvanka donmara addusla e nuhu tienv nuhul grüo sen Ianu prope. Pran Zhing empl ve mandae Pra addusli manda. Frêsa dandur diepson Velsh Regg... Read more

publication by Sxisha Prafa Dia

Frêsa was found guilty of stealing food from the Palace. She was only eight years old, but she knew that the food of the Palace was for everyone at meal times and that it was not to be taken without permission if the Gates were clo... Read more

lyrics by Spencer duncan

What do you see when you look at me? Show me your conception of perception; Formulated by hate an held by fear from behind those leering eyes? Is it "home-less "...or is it "less of a home" that you hold an keep disguised? Resid... Read more

lyrics by Allan P Stevens

- I watch the world pass by Through these jaded eyes Sometimes I start to cry Soon be time to say goodbye - I never could work it out The times I don’t fit in This life of fear and doubt My tortured soul within - The... Read more

publication by Taha Hassan

I think I lost my ability to write ... till now I havent told anyone but eversince I've been broken that part of me seems ..... dead. My mind works fine ... my creativity is fine ... I just .... feel painfully empty when I sit to wri... Read more

publication by Ari J

I've always told myself it's weak needing other people. because it's much easier to believe if I can truly count on someone, then it's myself. I never really understood the need for human contact.. for everyone else it was normal but ... Read more

story by Jessica Barrett

“Shit, all I got’s two pair,” Johnny grumbled as he finished searching through his bag. “Dammit Eagle,” Esteban snapped, using Johnny’s code name in case of a bug. Esteban, code name Cross, rol... Read more

lyrics by Allan P Stevens

- Tell me, who you are Tell me why you torment me Always here, you push so hard Never leaving me to find my peace You’re forever in my face With those dark thoughts of doubt A creature of torment and hate It’s ti... Read more

poem by Joseph Sharratt

Grass sways, Trees bend, Flags straighten, Skys darken, The heat of the day swept away, The darkness descends, She comes, Leaves and litter fly before her, Timber cracks like breaking bones, The air torn, ripped away, All mu... Read more

lyrics by Allan P Stevens

- Dark clouds are gathering again I feel the sadness of them all Swirling deep inside my brain I can hear the shadows talking - I hear words but, I do not speak I see their faces upon the wall I feel my eyes begin to weep A... Read more

story by Kat Carter

She browsed bored until a comment came up... He was beautiful, strong and confident, an experienced Dom-her favorite. She smiled and studied his page reading, gathering information for the hunt, one hand sliding down between her thig... Read more

story by Kat Carter

He leaned back as Natalie in his lap went down on him, but in his mind he was thinking of HER again... Her heart shaped mouth, her red lipstick smearing against his fingers as he forced her mouth open to take him in... The thought of... Read more

lyrics by Joanne Mayhem

a couple years ago we used to have a good time we lived in the sunshine of life untouched by your demons' darkness but the good things in life were never by our sides and when I look back I can hear them knocking at our door ... Read more