Category: Writing and Poetry

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— by Jo

David II

David II “…but now he was under a sheet anonymous as God, the big boys crying, spitting words, and we stunned like intellectuals…” (Dennis Cooper—‘After School, Street Football, Eighth Grade’) Deluge soaks the rubber, death-spirals a drainless court, but the forward, David, died last summer. We see. They move around him, their disappeared world— the orbit, gravity, sn » Continue Reading

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— by LaLaa :3

unbox it later

We’ll get out of this shitty town, i promise. We will pack up our lives and our loves, kiss our parents goodbye, promise to send letters before burning addresses, and we will move across the country. Far enough to where we forget the lives and lies. Run them over with the car, they're dead to me anyway. We’ll move in together, in a bad apartment in the rough side of town. Cracked bricks and k » Continue Reading

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— by ˜”*°•.˜”*°•ค๖๖ēฯ•°*”˜.•°*”˜

Compiled in static

I — BOOT SEQUENCE / DIAGNOSIS LOG POST /self HTTP/1.1 Host: bodybrain.local User-Agent: Abbey/Heart.v1 there was a morning the system logged a new line: > 200 OK — autistic=true and the room rearranged itself without permission. my chest ran diagnostics and found a history of dropped packets — friendships timed out, small pings unanswered until the echo was only m » Continue Reading

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— by Onnaya — 2 Kudos

Kiss Me

Ah, my dear, the years have trickled slow, Like candlelight across a worn parquet floor. I have walked through evenings wrapped in shadow, And whispered your name to every closing door. Do you know how often I have dreamed of you? » Continue Reading

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— by Aldo kraas

Naomi

NaomiStay strongDon't give upYou are not aloneYou can always count onGodAlso God is watching youDon't forget to take good care ofYou healthYour health comes firstAlso I am here for youIf you need anythingTomorrow is another dayLive one day at a time » Continue Reading

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— by pinar

mutluluğa muvaffak

dünyevi mutluluğun kapıları üzerime kapanmış uhrevi kapıda ise bir kandil yanmıyor hazza yeniden nail olmak hayata devam için bir vesile bulmak kabil midir? » Continue Reading

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EAT URANIUM NOW!!!!!!!!!

EAT URANIUM YOU WANNA EAT URANIUM SO BADDDD OOOOOOOOOUUUUUUHHHHHHH EAT URANIUM EAT IT NOW ITS CRUNCHY AND IT HAS CALORIES ITS PERFECT URANIUM IS YUMMY EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM EAT URANIUM  TAKE THE URANIUMPILL  » Continue Reading

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— by Aether Caelum

Nostalgia (09/28/2025)

"Ah, the pleasant memories flowing through my head, Going around the world without a care for anything. The times I spent hanging out with friends and trying to remember what we said, How we're going to reach out, grab for our dreams and give it our everything. » Continue Reading

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— by Jazzie — 2 Kudos

💉

Fluorescent lights and cold tiles frost over my skin the odor of sterilization clouding my judgement. Absent is the once familiar song of crickets and birds replaced by the wails of heart monitors and oxygen machines- In the empty spot of familiarity, a sanitary yet grotesque imposter tries to squeeze in and take it's place. The sight of you makes my throat sting- among the tubes and IV drips your... » Continue Reading

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— by XxMeril_ValenstainedxX — 2 Kudos

Gertie's Confession To A Lover (OMG LESBIANS???)

(This is a fictional note made by a fictional character :3) A love shallower than the pool, yet, delicate like  jewel Far beyond the vast borders of the heart, Lies a  creature  so feeble its only locomotive wa » Continue Reading

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— by Diamond — 4 Kudos

In the Curve of Your Hands

When you look my way, I dissolve like water slipping into the curve of your hands. I cannot resist you are the weakness etched into me, the pulse that betrays my calm. When you lean close, control unravels, something ancient stirs in my bones, and I am no longer my own. You are different, a rare kind of gentle. You make me feel chosen, as though love itself rem » Continue Reading

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