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The Bus by Dan Sanders Another siren wails through the air peircing it, like a sword peirces flesh; its just an ordinary day wailing, wailing, like the mourners at tomorrows ...

This is a sample of my Bible-parody called "The book of rock". I like it so far, but please tell me if it is or not, or if I should ...

SCENE: As the curtain rises, we see Ari Blumenthal sitting on a threadbare couch in a very plain meeting room on Kibbutz Ramat Rachel. He is wearing a kippah (scull ...

Under the Desert Sky The predawn light was crisp and clear in that early morning, in the middle of the Judean desert outside the Latrun fortress. The sun was just ...

Idea: to write a short story/prolouge to my existing story about a jewish settler in Israel in the 1940s before the state was formed, and his role fighting in the ...

*This is a VERY rough draft. This is the first time I am writing this, so all the editing, thinking, contemplating, etc. is not done, yet. Thats why I need ...

LET MY PEOPLE STAY There is a place on the Mediteranean where I learned to walk, run and ride where I experienced love, loss and life Here I was born, ...

This is my first song Im posting. Im not very good at lyric writing, so be gentle! chords are G, Em, C, G, and D and the order changes around ...

Here is an article I just wrote, and Im hoping to get it published in our College Newspaper, the Daily Egyptian, but I would like to see if I can ...

I look at her and stare; deep into her eyes Eyes, deep and thoughtful like deep, brown tidal pools they peirce into my soul and reveal my iniquities And try ...

Take me home Mother, take me home. Take me home to the land I was born to the land I call hom Take me home. Father, take me home. Take ...

They light candles despite the flourescent lighting and large windows lighting the hallway The wicks of the small, round candles slowly burn down to nothingness, like a sort of primitive ...

Chicago, IL 2006 Tzipporah Cardoza was helping her mother clear the table from the meal during their passover seder as quickly as possible, so they could finish the rest of ...

Falling in Love with Parades, Military Marches and the Girl in number 23 King George Street By: Dan Sanders *This is a composite poem* Do you remember that day in ...

I listen to the old songs. When people ask me Why did I leave America? Where the streets are paved with gold where I could be safely away from Terrorism ...

Like the title says, this is a wierd concept, its supposed to be a reflective peice of alternative history/fiction set in the very recent past (like this past summer) if ...

As the title suggests, after reading Incan's "how to" on writing poetry I got inspired to write this (well, not really, just some of the imagery he used in the ...

[Alright, so I've never written a fanfic before, as I've always thought them kinda stupid, but with the ending of the last HP book (as in such an abrubt transition ...

Holy crap, I've actually been writing lately! So here goes one of the poems I wrote. A Still Life In Color If you walk slowly enough at the right time ...