Creative
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Bars Of Blood
CW: Mentions of death and blood Between the poor and the rich, there stood metal bars. They were cold, frosty bars, with ice embedded in their very core,…
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Cold Wyoming
CW: Violence and Guns The store chimes a high pitched, eerie sound as Cris walks in. His chin is laying low, and he has his hood pulled over…
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A Thousand and One Promises
The thing about promises, I thought to myself, as I meandered down the harbour with my hands in the pockets of my puffer, is that no one actually keeps…
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Said yes. The time will pass anyways.
The wavering of our small sun, glazed orange through glass Blushing mandarin-watery, when I came out to greet it The greyest tint. The tiniest centre of our world— I…
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Free – Falling
“Mum, why do stars exist?” “Well, they help you find your path and your dreams in life. If you follow the stars, you can achieve anything.” —…
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Accepted
Lewis’s face was covered with a smirk. His tie loosened, hat off his head, bouncing down the stage to claim his freedom. This was it. The end of five…
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Another World
Blind I do not see the stars. Too blind. Too far gone. I sit cold as my heart contends with the winter around me. The dogs can…
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Mother Tree
Rae knew she was cursed. She knew it when she was still in her mother’s womb, when her father had abandoned them in an unfamiliar village, never to be…
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Welcome Home
Many say that she would never have deserved this. Others say, “At least her parents are free.” ——— A striking smile, a laugh that rings pleasantly…
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The Sun That Never Sets
In a small Melbourne neighbourhood, there resided an elderly woman who had spent most of her life in the same house. Witnessing families come and go, she had watched…
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He Never Left
She fell asleep. Back against the side of the cold metal bed, forehead pressed between her knees. “Mom.” As if she just had a nightmare, she woke…
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Monsters Basking In The Shine
In the heart of a dense and foreboding forest, a man found himself entangled in a web of fear and guilt. It was a moonless night when he parked…
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Morning Orchestra
You sang a sonata of serenity. Each note a soft hum / kissed my eardrums. Morphed from the abyss of the night, where the stars shone so brilliantly, but…
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Nineteen
It was a fall night when I looked at myself in the mirror, tears flooding my eyes. One rolled off my bottom lash, splashing against my cheek. It slowly…
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Medicated Joy
I struggle for the reins of my life. Every single day. The reins are always either held by the medications, the doctors, or the machines that hold my organs…
