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Created by Ratbas 30 minutes ago
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Neon blew at a spider web
Just to watch a spider dance
Created by acdoyler
30 minutes ago
His father’s townhouse was permeated by a bouquet of pine oil and dry cl
Created by VirgoWriter 30 minutes ago
LJK Literary Management
Hello Susanna Einstein,My name is Brad Windhau
Created by VirgoWriter 33 minutes ago
Just a little fluff of ratty brown and black curly fur, Sassie shook and gazed every which way, cowering in my mother&rsquo
Created by VirgoWriter 35 minutes ago
I held the door, waiting for everyone to catch up, hoping the handle did not slip with the sweat gathering in my palm. Jack
Created by SwordMistress
about 1 hour ago
Laurie A Will
E4191 County Road P
Menomonie, WI 54751
715-235
Created by anonymous about 2 hours ago
A man of few words, I am. Usually what I have to say isn’t all that great, but it’s meaningful and full of reas
Created by Harold_P about 2 hours ago
Nothing happened to fictional writer Greg Romoslu on March 9th. On March 10th, he took a day off to define this “noth
Created by josemandiaz about 16 hours ago
When the Apache arrived at the hill the sun had already set and the settlers were bedding down. The dirt kicked up slowly a
Created by catluckey
about 17 hours ago
September 23, 2008
Catherine D. Hubbard
840 Holland Avenue
Webster Groves, MO 63
Created by apb148 about 18 hours ago
Quiet moments
Are like a shell on the beach.
Something beautiful,
Something to be sa
Created by Johnny_Mac about 18 hours ago
The Morning Routine
By
John McIntyre
I awake from a dayd
Created by sayraphin about 19 hours ago
A Single Individual
Sheila
Passionate, vendictive, mysterious, ParanoidThe daughter
Created by sayraphin about 19 hours ago
The power is mine
If I were in charge of the world,
I’d cancle monday mornings,
Created by gbaurbis about 19 hours ago
Green mustard dill weed
Pumping royal red black wings
South Padre Island Monarchs
 
Created by gbaurbis about 19 hours ago
Fingers trace letters and dates,
big as thumbnails and carp scales,
curved like fins and innards.
Created by My7Sunday about 20 hours ago
Morgan’s hands worked at the taped edges of the box marked express. The telephone rested bet
Created by paulius about 21 hours ago
the corner of the back room was littered, with discarded screwed up balls of paper. it must be this room. the would b
Created by spiffy about 23 hours ago
if I could only crawl into my
brain and claw mnemonic phrases
pain inducing trance colliding
Created by anonymous about 23 hours ago
My girl doesn’t wear
High-heeled boots or lip gloss.
No silk or satin.
It̵
Created by DorothyKell about 23 hours ago
THE REWARD
How long have I waited for you?
How long here
In my lonliness
Created by Dexus
about 24 hours ago
Chapter 17
Broken Promise
The Hall was spacious and clean, rarely used but constantl
Created by DamnitDave 1 day ago
Watching fan blades do their thing
around around aroundWaiting for the start of dreams
Created by hypatia
1 day ago
I offered Semelia a seat and she sat down in front of me..
W
Created by hypatia
1 day ago
That morning I was meeting a new client, Semelia Browning. She had made a name for herself, starring in a couple of film no
Created by linzeroni 1 day ago
These stupid lines of poetry
spew from my mouth whenever I think of you
And let me tell you now
Created by paulius 1 day ago
the corner of the back room was littered, with discarded screwed up balls of paper. it must be this room. the would b
Created by chickiemcweird
1 day ago
In the water, as clear a crystal as the sky, a whelkshell pulsed alively where cold buried barefeet in granulous pebbles. S
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