Ghost Of My Reflection
/One of many poems…
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…of my reflection
I see in your rejection
I can attest from…
By Andrea W R Jones
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Tied in the Blue…
/…my skin like you were my handkerchief of dreams but you held my heart like it was never cold and you made my life a story of you because you wanted me to wait for you but as the petals started to slowly…
By Kaylee Sullivan
Read MoreKiwanis Loop
/…back down to Kiwanis Loop
thinking maybe I'd find you there.
Instead I passed the same worn graffiti,
blue spray paint on the rock…
By Melissa Lemay
Read MoreCrushed
/…awoken by his alarm. The morning sun is streaming in through the window of his room and into his eyes. It's bright and warm, and for once Keith feels good in bed—not even sore from the night before. The bed shifts as Lance rolls over beside him, stretching out languidly. His hair is sticking up every which way and…
By Helen R. Steel
A Memory
/…time I walked into the studio, I asked myself “Have I made a mistake by transferring to SIU so I could major in Mass Communications?” The first person I met was John Katz, a professor in the School of Broadcasting. He was standing in the control room looking through the glass into the broadcast booth with a…
By Richard Levy
Read MoreDays On 24...
/This is a chapter in a novel…
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…decided to add this chapter because I realised how little people have heard about the joys of staying in a hostel instead of a…
By ShinyLadle
Read MoreDark Alley
/…power is a dark realm
A pregnant egg of alluring fantasies
Laced with savages
Of nobility of muzzled…
By Sayani Mukherjee
Read MoreOne Of Those Dreams
/…the fourth. See, there were countless days in my journey, but I only count four." The old man continues, pointing his callous finger in some direction, "the first day I was born. On the second day, I met a squirrel. On the third day, I burned my…
By Blue
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