Creative
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Moon Butterfly
Late, all those bloodied rabbits crushing the butterfly’s wings. Hurtful curses and words of bliss: Why? Aren’t the Gods listening? Mushed wings on shredded ice… to have memories…
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Limited
A range is a limit. The number that the faceless faces outside the classroom window use to see if you’re worth anything. A range is a number that they…
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The Falling
CW: Violence & Kidnapping Consciousness returned in fragments, accompanied by a throbbing pain in my head. My surroundings were disorienting – dimly lit and echoing with distant noises.…
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Scars Will Fade
I leaned my head against the wall and sighed, taking a deep breath in. My nose was running red and the blood trickled to my top lip before I…
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White Snake
The white snake encounters a scholar in a vibrant field. A sea of red engulfing his path. Petals of roses, delicate and rare. In the pavilion, the scholar tends…
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The Vanishing
10:55 Five more minutes. “Hi, what can I get you?” “I’m just waiting on a friend. Give me a few more minutes, thanks.” I sat at the…
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A Friend Or A Fire?
I miss that time Spent without care When we were strangers And nothing more He meant nothing No friend, nor foe Until he boasted About his scores …
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What are our differences?
What are our differences? The ones that shaped the way we look through to see the world and the ones that shape us? The differences from the larger spectrum…
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Formidable Weakness
CW: Violence, Mass Accident, Panic Attack & Death I My name is Naomi Sakana. I have been spiralling since my success. Since the downfall of…
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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…
