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  • The Boy Santa Forgot

    He sat by the small window sill, eagerly waiting for Santa's arrival. Minutes passed yet there was no sign of Santa. The little boy sighed. When was Santa ever to ...

    5 min read
  • Beautiful

    It was there that I spotted her. Dressed in the finest silk of tassel-yellow gold, I saw her fair face peeking out in the sunshine. Her dark wavy lengths of ...

    2 min read
  • The Spider

    Last night I went to the pond side, I looked at the fish, the fish dove, I looked at the stars, the stars dimmed. Saddened I looked at the spider ...

    1 min read
  • The Girl

    It was the night of stormy seas where our treachery begun. Seven men afloat with nothing left No matter how hard we struggled, no matter how hard we tried Mother ...

    1 min read
  • Revolvers

    The dog stiffened as the shot plunged its way into its body. Giving out a low howl, the animal sagged to the ground, motionless. The man shook his head and ...

    5 min read
  • He Didn't Know

    I loved him. But he didn’t know. All those times I stood near him and watched as he flirted with other girls. He didn’t notice that in fact I dressed ...

    6 min read
  • Wind

    In one breathless motion, she maneuvered herself around the boy. She caressed his dark curls of hair as he fumbled through the puzzles he was playing on the rock. Soft ...

    4 min read


What is a poet? An unhappy person who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music.
— Søren Kierkegaard, Philosopher & Theologian