Katharsis

I see ovals, lush and green, in my teacher’s verdant, fiery eyes; He’s no tyrant, really, just an old, lost soul deprived of love. He wears a plastic name tag, ...

Magic and Paranormal Crime and Punishment Division - The Lab of Universes CONFIDENTIAL - UNAUTHORISED PERSONS CAUGHT IN POSSESSION OF THOUGHTS RELATED TO THE CONTENTS OF THIS DOCUMENT WILL BE ...

The Poet Part Three “I am going out,” said Ganan. The door guard had a shocked expression on his face. This was no normal look of shock, like a man ...

Ariorl. Three thousand miles below the Atlantic, size being enough to make Atlantis look like a pea. I really dislike this one sentence thing. It's like you're making a list, ...

The Poet Part Two POET GANAN, BE PREPARED IN A TENDAY Ganan tossed the scroll into one of the braziers on the balcony and watched the embers float off to ...

The Poet Part One Ganan's joints bludgeoned him with a dull, aching sensation as he slipped out of the tub of hot, steamy water and into a clean, white toga. ...

Not only an innovative artist, but the first man to truly walk on the moon.

Chapter 1: Killer's Rage The gloomy city was almost pitched black 'pitch black' at ten o' clock on a Friday night. Very few windows were lighted 'lighted', while legitimate, doesn't ...

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She ran as quickly as she could, but not fast enough. She collapsed onto the ground, the [s]heavy[/s] Heavy is not a necessary word in that sentence, and for me- ...

Your eyes are like dying candle flames, Who amongst you cannot see? Where dancing shadows juxtapose the gilded tree. Our fears have never lost their shames, The darkness is no ...

Back to Bisexuality. Interesting, no? I find it odd that sexuality is put into three simple frames, though. I like the boys, myself. But I have liked girls in the ...

My friend argues that people shouldn't be allowed to speak/print blatant lies...the example she brought up is a person who insists the Holocaust didn't happen, though there's hard evidence that ...

Think about it, and what you’re trying to say. Currently it feels like a collection of images without a story or reason behind it. They wrap around you, strangling, suffocating, ...

I mean beer volcanoes in heaven? And a Stripper Factory.