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Hallo. I'm supposed to write a narrative for class, and this is what came out when I sat down to start. I'm wondering if it has potential, or if anyone ...

--- my poem is based on the 7th picture, the one of two men standing on a plane. -- "Wind" Silver platter streets watch as up climbs a plane, rugged ...

Pigeons clucked like hens vying for the rooster’s attention. Bits of bread flew out of a snow white hand. A gold watch wrapped itself loosely around the tiny wrist, as ...

Hey! :) A few things: Blinking angrily, I took one last look at the eternal darkness outside; slightly frostbitten trees and fields glistening eerily white in the full moon; with ...

Head bent, winding mix of tears and leaves. Tumbling softly to a dusty earth. Swept up in bags, shipped off to stacks of smoke and steam and soot. Yellows and ...

Thank you both for the responses! Very helpful. Drawers

Hello! If you have the time/if it's not too absolutely horrendous would you please review this for me?: I've always been more of a story writer, so it was just ...

Hello! Just a few nitpicks, and then I'll get to my overall impressions: . When she does, she's wearing only black. ~ "When she is outside, she's wearing only black." ...

Okay, total noob question: I was about to post on one of the "Will Review For Food" topics, but I realized that everyone had these really short links to their ...

Hey, I think you've got a great storyline going and I look forward to seeing what you write next. I would say, however, (and this is just my personal opinion) ...

It was not meant for me. It was not made of gold, or silver or wood. Crouched bitterly, you see? Hidden from your touch, your eyes if I could. Your ...

Creep slowly eyes down waiting to eat golden steel. Cracked knuckles and teeth made of wood. Scars wind round carpals blood pools in arches seeping through cracks of rocks splitting ...

No one told her that the road would be this hard. No one told her that pretty, musical words would so quickly turn into dusty, dissonant sounds of lonely wandering. ...

Spikes Hot Sharp Sinking, low, low, lower Falling, faster, faster, faster Pressed Pressed Determined, pressed, depressed, Voices Sharp Needles “Hi!” Chaos, swirling Shouting, swirls Clear Clear Gl

I was happy before the war. Northern winters were enough to turn you into an icicle if you tried to step outside without three layers of clothing. They were dark ...