It was hot in that dark room, as hot as the blazing sun that weaves itself underneath my skin so that it glows like the…
Prose & Cons
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So you stand, Stillness against the darkened sky, Drawing in the street’s passing eyes. Does it cross your mind Perhaps one day to find yourself…
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I can feel it, It’s as bright as the steady Autumn winds are crisp, It’s as loud as the velvet Sea-foam waves are serene, That…
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There is a child, asleep in the dark, Flick’ring in the shadows, a lonesome spark Now a crooked mirror, a shattered smile, Those who had…
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I stand on the edge of an island that is not my own. Grey water meets grey sky and together they wade toward my palms.…
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A piece by Gabriella DeGennaro.
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I write you a hundred words to tell you I love you
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Goldfish are fickle beasts.
At the slightest upset they leave this world for
wherever the souls of little carnival prizes go.