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A Mechanical Construct – Existing Versus Living.

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There’s something a little funny about existing… Everyday we wake up is another day that we are expected to live – we roll out of bed, brush our teeth, make breakfast, and continue on with our day – whether that be by going to work, school, or engaging in one of our hobbies. But what exactly happens when living becomes existing?  …

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Blackened Flight – Poetry [Freeverse]

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A dark poem commenting on human corruption.  Structure binds our veins to glory Tying blood. Memory knots—Flow vanishing Knots tighter, limbs blue They plan to cut them off for you Sent to factories in polluted skies Blackened tar, innocent doves A promise to pay you for your flesh Like feathers blackened, a tainted mesh Of empty change jars filled with …

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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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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.