My father used to tell me stories to help me sleep, about the mandrakes and the golems and the nymphs. The stories always ended the same way—don't mess with things you don't know about. He warned me ... [+]
I wake to the sky so dark and gloom
As the rain trickles down to make Earth bloom
As I sit
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I was perched on a bench outside Burge Residence Hall in an effort to look as pretentious as possible. My old friend Amelia called me as I read a book of poetry with my legs daintily crossed, my coat ... [+]
As Joe arrived at the train yard, he could think only of his wet socks. The fierce rain had covered every inch of his body, and he didn't bring a change of clothes. Joe stood a few hundred yards ahead ... [+]
Fly fly fly
Can you see the blue blue sky?
So free and glee
You will ever be.
Fly
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I try not to stay in here for long. It's better to be in and out, to forget the ugly side of it. All around me, advanced biotech glass jars line the shelves, crowded together as much as possible. The ... [+]
The half crescent moon hung in the dark sky like a fishhook in deep water. Its luster was radiant and every cloud in the sky seemed to avoid its lure. The dark clouds' dim grimace paled in comparison ... [+]
The Everlasting faith
Crippled by the destined fate
Fades
When bygones feel like
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Was it me you screamed for
when the stars fell from above?
They gleamed, they fell forth
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Thunder muffled behind night's darkness
Suffocated candle wick
Summer's harshness mellowed by
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In a magical world there lived a man who was blessed with everything life had to offer. He knew of no pleasure that was not his to enjoy. This man had a great many gifts; so many, in fact, it's ... [+]
The smell of cow dung sucker-punched me with my first steps out onto the dirt path with my grandmother. It was pungent enough to mask my own odor caused by the hot and humid summer in India. My ... [+]
The fairy cage broke as does my wall.
I never walk, cause to walk is the brother of fall.
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