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The Awakening, A Poem About Creativity
Is life as easy as one thinks it is? I’ve asked that countless times, On a personal quest, Like rubbing a crystal ball, Expecting ...Love Is Mitosis
Maybe it’s the sleep deprivation. Or it could be the excessive black coffee in my veins. Or maybe it was that philosophy class I ...Conversations With My Doubts
A heart that hurts Is hard to heal. When someone has hurt you To the point you can’t speak on the pain. How do ...The Dream, The Dreamer (A Poem)
She is The Dreamer Of fiery lock and hazel orb Looking into the distance with an eager eye Upon the horizon she sees And ...- Self-Help & RelationshipsEnvironmentFictionHome & GardenTravelScience & TechnologyCreativityParenting & Family
At Journey’s End – A Short Fiction
Adrift in the cold empty of space, white dots twinkling amidst the black, a ship floated as a carcass would down river. Its single ... The Box From Her Dreams
When would my nightmares end? My mother said not to worry; she said that these dreams are a product of my worries. We struggled ...The Tripod
This tripod has been around. The box was dusty, shoved in a corner of the attic. Three legs. At least there used to be. ...- Parenting & FamilySelf-Help & RelationshipsHealth & WellnessMemoir & AutobiographiesLifestyleCultureNonfiction
Dear Cerebral Palsy
Dear Cerebral Palsy, Although you have always been a part of me, I have worked hard to make sure that you did not define ... Jam Your Heart Out
One of my favorite activities I’m missing doing is taking my little brother to the movies and watching his imagination flourish. Luckily, most of ...
