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  • Other Poetry Re: Acire

    This is too personal for me to critique in anyway at all. But I have to say, the feeling you convey is very powerful. I can feel it when I ...

    Nov 10, 2011
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Hemorrhage

    We see a world without words. Without belief. No faith. 'Evil is the root of everything,' they scream. 'I beg to differ,' I whisper. Finding an answer, so difficult. Are ...

    Nov 10, 2011
  • General Fiction Short Stories Re: It Happens

    The first time I read through this two things really got to me: your imagery is fantastic and you're a big fan, whether on purpose or by accident, of alliterations. ...

    Aug 1, 2011
  • General Fiction Short Stories Re: Reflection

    It had been sixteen hours since I'd been on the ground. The plane had hummed me to a semi-conscious state of sleep when the seat belt light dinged on. It ...

    Aug 1, 2011
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Pen These Words

    It may take a million years to write this letter down And all that I have time for is the truth inside this pen So hold on to all the ...

    May 11, 2010
  • General Fiction Short Stories Re: Sleep Driver

    I see the rawness of this piece. We're inside the mind of seriously confused man, obviously he's frustrated and since this "blackout" thing has happened before. This is the third ...

    May 10, 2010
  • Lyric Poetry Re: Silence

    Silence. Does not come easily anymore. Every second is full of voices, or cars, or static. The woman on the TV tells me of pain across the world And I ...

    Apr 28, 2010
  • Lyric Poetry Re: Adobe

    Inspired by Bang Bang by Nancy Sinatra An empty dusty town, laying abandoned in the ground. Playground swings lie immobile Church bells hang, crying silently In this place no one ...

    Apr 22, 2010
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Of Gold, Gleam, Metal; or, a poem containing a play

    This is a very new style and I totally dig it! never before have i seen a poem laid out like a play involving scenes like this, it's very novel ...

    Apr 22, 2010
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Our Apocalypse

    This poem just emanates all things dark and demonic! Shadows gather poisonously onto flesh, as the hissing pentacle rises again upon the sepulchre doors of the damned. This is my ...

    Apr 22, 2010
  • General Fiction Short Stories Re: Youth in My Eyes

    This sounds very personal, and very real. It became extremely emotional and the turning point really hit me when the bit about the masks began; suicide thoughts. It's intense, like ...

    Apr 22, 2010
  • Lyric Poetry Re: We are words.

    I love the last line, always gets to me :)

    Apr 22, 2010
  • Dramatic Poetry Re: The Memory

    Panic starts to rise, I feel dirty, uncomfortable. The music fades and you slip Away, and I flee to my safe zone. This part right here is very realistic. People ...

    Apr 22, 2010
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Dance to Death

    They went sliding around the beautiful ballroom floor, lanterns and candles ablaze as they zoomed elegantly around the spacious hall. Everything was silent except for the carefully orchestrated slidin

    Apr 21, 2010


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— Vladimir Nabokov