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| rosi willard | (United States) published:

The House of Clay: Chapter One

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Chapter One


"And that, class, is a basic overview of Macbeth." Adam Clay turned to the rows of ninth-graders that filled his classroom, and tried to feign his annoyance at the overhead projector; the lens' light stream was directed right into his sight-line. Oh, the woes of being six foot three, they existed, alright. He scanned over his pupils. River McDonald was snapping her gum, chewed three times over, again and again until she could make a bubble to...
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souled out (Antarctica) published:

few nights know true silence

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fingers drumming on keyboards
in the dead of night,
a phone on the lowest setting of brightness
illuminates quick fingers selecting
the fifty-second sad song today;

a shame that only romantic tragedies
play in the recent years, but that
is a problem for daylight
and not one complaint will be thought
in the darkness.

should any other sound pierce the stillness,
the spell will break without a doubt
and everything will become too loud
yet too soft simultaneously.

breathe in,...

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gabimarie (United States) published:

mind, body, and soul - chapter five

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It's been four days since I've seen Felix. Not that I've been counting or anything. It's just a thought I have every morning I wake up. He's become a part of my daily routine. 
I find myself thinking about his freckles when I brush my teeth. When I'm eating, I feel like I can hear a whisper of his deep voice in my ear. I was standing, washing the dishes, when I swear I felt his breath on the back...

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rosewrites (United States) published:

going to bed

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I don’t feel like going to bed.

Don’t get me wrong,
I’m tired,
exhausted, even.

In fact, I’ve been sick for the last four days.

But I don’t feel like going to bed.

Because when I do, I’ll just do
it all
over 
again. 

Wake up
Still feel tired, 
stumble through a day,
on my phone,
feeling gross

Going to bed means
letting the next day happen

the next
same
day happen

another day 
where my mind fills
until it’s...

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Brightness Eden (United States) published:

Love You Forever

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They both remember the soft breeze on that summer day. The world was bright, their love was new. They lay in a golden meadow next to the field of barley. Each day, as the sun rose, they met at the waters edge to share a morning kiss and watch the sun rise above the horizon while gleaming its rays onto the sparkling ocean waters. They walk together down the dusty road with eyes only for the other. They spend the...

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souled out (Antarctica) published:

the past is a figment of my imagination

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i stay up late and
erase the past
and tuck it away,
pushing back the
overwhelming emotions
and the times i no longer want
of people who i hate
and the person who i used to be.

i erase and erase and erase,
deleting and removing
the sorrow and the misery
because a moment more
and i'd surely drown.

i watch it all vanish,
but i can't tell if this
is satisfaction
or regret.

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Inimitable (United States) published:

Waking Up Alone

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Taking in a sudden gasp of air, her eyes flew open.
  They quickly squeezed back shut, however, met by the unexpected sting of a cool, slimy substance.
  Ouch! she exclaimed instinctively, but no sound came out. Unable to open her eyes, she lay in darkness, panic slowly overtaking her. Where was she? What was this? Was she hurt or sick or...dead?
  No. She wasn't dead, she decided, inhaling slowly. She could feel too much. But she...

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PunIn10ded (United States) published:

Have you heard of korrel?

PROMPT: Science Fiction Competition 2021

Everyone knows that Mr. _____ has a few screws loose. He's the oldest person in our city by far, practically a living fossil. He's so old that he can't even remember how old he is. He sits on his porch all day and tells fantastical stories of the Old World to anyone who'll listen. 

I'd never admit it to any of my friends, but secretly I like to listen to his stories. They're mesmerizing, each word weaving the fabric of...

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BizzleWrites (Australia) published:

Doom

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My head feelings like it will implode 
It's hard to describe the feeling 
That everything could go so quickly 
From beautiful to dead 
Disaster is impending 
Hiding in the darkness that cacoons our house 
Every night 
It's there 
My head can't take it 
It's like it's waiting for the inevitible 
Doom 
It's waiting for what will surely 
Appear from the darkness 
Claws of iron scraping on frosted glass 
The shapes lurking beneath the bed 
The shadow on the wall that  ...

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Not_a_tear_just_a_raindrop (United States) published:

Tears (A Short Story)

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        tears spill down her cheeks for no exact reason. Jade thought "Why am I crying?" yet the tears rolling down her cheeks felt almost, good. But then again, she did have things to mourn on, she was thinking about, she was thinking about how her friends were so kind to her, and how her family really loved her. Love, kindness, and family were what contained her tears. all her "silent cry nights" came rushing back to...

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