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Winter: A time of year
Winter. A time of year we all know well.
A time of year when we hear the ringing of every bell.
A time of year when adults laugh and children play,A time of year that lasts many a day.
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Autumn Girl
She sat on the steps, enjoying the brisk autumn air. It was the day before Halloween and the smell of cinnamon hung in the air. She knew she’d have to go in soon, but for now life was perfect.
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Falling Leaf
8/15/1774
Monday
Dear Diary,
Today was strange. I met a man riding a mule. He was a queer looking sorta man, all sticks and bones and hair. He even had an eye-patch!
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Earnest's Apprentice Chapter 3
Lily gazed out the window of carriage. She had rarely been outside the Manor, so everything seemed new, even the flowers on the side of the road. Earnest was very boring. He had barely talked to her the whole carriage ride.
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The Hallow's Eve Challenge
Jackie O’lantern and Calavera “Cala” Haunts lived on the same street. But you never knew two more different witches. For Jackie was good, always hanging out candy and casting good luck spells.
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Earnest’s Apprentice Chapter Two
Lily stood stock still in the parlor. Today was choosing day so all the Head Workers were there, studying the wards.
Loves
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Is This the Future?
No matter how far I run
how loud I scream
how hard I try
I'm never fast enough
never loud enough
never good enough.
Because even if I am,
I'm not.
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Winter: A time of year
Winter. A time of year we all know well.
A time of year when we hear the ringing of every bell.
A time of year when adults laugh and children play,A time of year that lasts many a day.
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For Every Time
Every time a women makes 87 cents
A man makes a dollar
For every time a woman gets spoken down on
A man is the speaker
For every time a woman gets called weak
A man is weaker
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Dull Roar
I'm so mad I can hardly write poetry anymore,
every word rushes out and tumbles down,
knocking the inside of my skull,
a dull roar that follows me to school and home again.
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Battle Cries
One girl’s lanky frame against the dark turf field,
lit up by fluorescent lights
She saunters toward the building
holding another girl’s hand
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Is This What It Feels Like?
Is this what it feels like?
To not be considered human?
To be some invalid,
Invisible thing
That almost nobody wants?
Is this what it feels like?
To be rejected and turned away?