Young Writers Society

simple lists made on the back of complex black and white medical mixtures of letters just outline the date in ...

5-1-05 I love the silence of an empty stage after the plays are done, while people sleep; I consume the ...

You asked me about last night Through lidded lids and sleep slimed lips And I sighed because that all I ...

the people bright-coloured half-knotted ties entangled exclusively with short-sleeved fake polo shirts and contrasting hoops sport tracksuits unused for exercise, ...

I often wonder if that night meant as much as you let on With the melodic whispers and promises of ...

when i was young, i flew on a rainbow i flew throught the sky. i flew like a bird when ...

Howdy. About Last Night... The powerlines separate us from silence, Buzzing, though we werent sure in which direction. A backyard ...

This is just an emotional release but I kind of like it, so I thought I would post it, enjoy ...

Echoes hiding from the whispers of you You say goodnight as your dreams seep through Your words are echoing between ...

indefatigable paroxysms of wind reel in the darkness, dragging coal rose bushes, ferns, branches with them as they whirl and ...

this was also fomated nicely on my computer, but there are no tags to format it likewise here. sorry if ...

I had this formatted so nicely on my computer. not such anymore. I tried my best to keep it the ...

a rewrite of a poem i wrote a long time ago, when i first came on here. would it be ...

we did free translation in english today, thats when you get something that in a different language and you have ...

i love the way i'm ignored like light ignores certain places, inflicting shadows. the shadows in which i am drenched. ...