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My Darling – Poetry [Sonnet]

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A poem regarding the issue of being controlled by others/society  Sit my darling, listen to orders now Take a seat, ink in hand, a willing soul Rules and regulations, papers to vow Wisdom to offer, structure as a whole Words with lessons, blindly grinning—Black lids Sight useless, a clipped bird in its chains But orders are orders, ones that forbids …

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Crimes Against The Earth – Poetry [Prose]

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A short poem commenting on the relationship between man and earth. I wake to wind and burning coals inside my chest, a ribbon the color of cardinal feathers tied to my ring finger. Although I rise, expecting to hear the morning hymn of birdsong, I see the moon, casting rays of white across the bellows of the asphalt streets. I …

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The Colorless – Poetry [Freeverse]

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A poem that applies to all the creative dreamers that feel stifled by reality.   Sometimes I find myself grasping the air before me My hands are chapped, and thin. The air is cold. What I don’t realize is that I am attempting to grasp onto my Own sense of wonder—my sense that my mind could truly create… Something. Something …

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Beyond The Surface – Short Story [10,389 Words]

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Ingrid Harrington is a woman with a very special gift – she has the ability to interpret deep emotion and creative texts in a world ruled by science and facts – in a world where people can’t even fathom the ideas of fantasy or intricate feeling. With this, Ingrid must find a way to enlighten those around her before her ability falls into the wrong hands.

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Woven Brokenness – Poetry [Freeverse]

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Had a random spur of inspiration when I woke up and decided to write this freestyle piece (I’m bad with poetry because half the time I end up making it sound like prose…but that’s just how my thoughts translate a lot of the time when I don’t censor myself.) So here it is! It’s short and unrefined, but I hope …

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A Theoretical Mother

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Adrenaline rushes through me. My hands sweat, and I bite my lip fiercely till it bleeds. Tension fills my whole entire body, and there is simply no way for me to escape it. Not that I want to, for that fact. How can you get through this? I am technically your mother after all. I’m a pretty cruel mother. I …

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Freewrite: The Color of Rust

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Preview: I had been laying in my bed today, in midst of dream and consciousness, and this twisted story came to mind (something that usually happens as I dream). It’s a free write, so it’s rough, and I just let my brain go, and let the character unfold. It’s definitely unfinished, but it’s going somewhere. Work in Progress: The Color …