Monthly Archives: November 2011
Who would have knew?
She seemed like a person who had it all; But on her shoulders there was a burden she had to haul. A smile was always plastered on her face and thought to be true; In closed doors there lied something no one knew. She was unhappy and had formed a [...]
Who’s Hanging out with Me Tonight?
Hey, Fridays coming up. I want to chill. Remember, take lots of pictures.
I can do better if you leave me alone
- Posted on
- in Fiction, Short Story
- by TariTaylor
“Here we go again. Stop comparing me to your old husband. If he was such the perfect husband, why did you leave him for me?” said Gary. “I am not comparing him to you. I am just saying he at least helped me around the house. All you do is [...]
Memoir; my philosophy.
- Posted on
- in Memoir
- by hellooelizabethh
A memoir of my life, for you thirsty of knowledge: Sometimes I just like to look over letters I wrote to my parents when I when I was younger. My reaction is typically, what the hell?
cheap lens? And?
- Posted on November 29, 2011
- in Bi-weekly
- by Michelle Garcia
A phone’s camera does not do justice to many of the scenarios one would snap a shot of. However, this afternoon’s sunset was one which deserved a pic. I guess it’s a bit difficult to take a sucky picture when the sky presented itself in such a beautiful way.
Parallel Beauty
She knows about politics, she knows about God―and all his personalities. I’m not sure how she knows so much, the quare root of Pi, by memory, and how many moons revolve around Jupiter. She says things like, “I saved four dollars and seventy-two cents from buying these shoes at the [...]
October 31
A little black cat, the Queen of Superstition, plays in the shadows. Looking up at the light, inaudible step of the passing figure she begins to purr and rubs her body against the legs of the girl dressed for the season. She wears a dark cape that blends her into [...]
The Fountain
- Posted on
- in Fiction
- by crazyserendipity
The pebbled sidewalk led to the heart of town. People were huddled in groups, laughing and chatting amongst themselves. Watching the familiarity between them, she drew in a quick breath as the ache in her chest grew. A drop of water landed on her cheek and when looked up, the [...]
Reasons
- Posted on November 28, 2011
- in Memoir, Nonfiction
- by Nudgeberry
Reasons to be pretty? She has all of them. Just what anyone would expect from that too fake to deal with girl. Yes I said it and boy does it feel good. Still not as good as other words I’d like to say to say to her face but I’ll [...]
One quote that changed everything.
- Posted on
- in Fiction
- by girlwiththeblueshoes
We’re only human. This means we eventually give up, we seek motivation, we want approval, we fear rejection. It is only natural that we feel this way. However, quite frequently people look back at past situations and they regret they didn’t act a certain way at the time. The regret [...]
New York Inspired Piece: Times Square
- Posted on
- in Short Story
- by Maddi
It was a movie set, where only one street was real at a time. The people on the billboards were part of the crowd, but with different faces and experiences. They were merely roles, there to fill the sidewalk and the signs. When they disappeared behind me, they reappeared up [...]
I Remember
- Posted on
- in Poetry
- by Dark Raven
I remember when I was a little girl with a ton of toys. I remember I pretended to have magical powers and handsome princes. I remember when I met my very first friend. I remember when I got my first boyfriend. I remember that time I got bit by a [...]
Abortion
- Posted on November 27, 2011
- in Nonfiction
- by MsNat06F
(This is the first paragraph of my essay I wrote in 7th grade) In this world, crucial people make the number of unborn babies grow. Many first time mothers make idiotic mistakes, especially if they’re teenage girls. One of them is getting pregnant, consequence from unsafe sex. The only solution [...]
Exiles
Her brown falcon perches above the sink as steaming water spills over my hands. Below the wrists they shrivel and turn pink. I am in exile in my own land. Her half-grown cats scuffle across the floor trailing a slime of blood from where they fed. I lock the door. They claw under the [...]
Venus of Willendorf
Her Hair, Her arms, Her stomach, Her back. Her legs, Her eyes, Her fingers, Her toes. Her hands, Her wrists, Her mind, Exposed.
Riding a bus
- Posted on November 3, 2011
- in Nonfiction
- by kiko4life3
As the reflective green signs past by, and we wait for the minute to wick away, a sense of misery falls upon us. One hour down, a good fourteen to more to go. Maybe purgatory is a bus ride; with the waiting, and the extremely irritating road vibration, and the [...]
Critique of Romeo and Juliet the movie
- Posted on November 1, 2011
- in Nonfiction
- by gabe1119
Romeo + Juliet, directed by Baz Luhrmann, includes key actors such as Leonardo DiCaprio as Romeo and Caire Danes as Juliet. The two had excellent chemistry, but my overall I was kind of awkward. It was filmed in Mexico while still being called Verona, the opposing families either dressed like [...]
