Love is a whore

Although this is not my first time on this site, it will be my first time posting. By the way I almost tagged this poem first time, I thought that was for first time writers.[…]

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T or d part 4

said Sean, “I’m going to need your help.” “What do you need help with dad?” said Mike as dirty images of last night was in his mind. “I’m going to need for you to take[…]

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Skinned knees

It was Sunday, a full day off from work. That meant I had the whole day to devote to my other job, the one I should have concentrated on years ago. I planned to do[…]

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Clarissa

Clarrisa The sun was peeping through the dense foliage of the trees surrounding the event as it unfolded on the forest floor beneath. Insects and small animals scurried to safety in the thick undergrowth, hurrying[…]

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Lucinda

Lucinda I saw her sheltering under the projecting canopy of the bus shelter just along Chatham was sure it was rain was falling steadily the road glistening alternately orange in the street lights glow and[…]

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Zac's story 3

“So, how was McDreamy?” Randy asked as I walked in the door. “Ha ha, very funny. It’s just not time. I’m not ready for this.” I said walking into my room. Randy got up and[…]

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The dancer

Andrea was a dancer at a strip club. She was a single mother and she did what she had to do to keep food on the table. However she actually loved her job. She loved[…]

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