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The Grass is Greener: Chapter 8

Amber

      I wake up to the sound of the doorbell. I look at the time, 8:34. I guess I fell asleep. The doorbell rings again, I guess mom and dad aren’t home yet. 678 more words

Writing

A little longer

I’m not ready yet.

This feeling, it keeps haunting me today. Maybe I’m just being too hasty to start this thing on. Aside from the doubt, I don’t have any idea what to put in this. 40 more words

Self

Friday Fictioneers: 100-Words Story Challenge *Best Kept Secret*

He kept me hidden. Nobody knew I was here, and I had no clue where “here” was. Nor how much time had passed since I woke up in this room for the first time. 94 more words

Thoughts. Memories. Impressions

Beverly Branch Library Reading - October 4th

Chicago Writers Read Original Works

Oct. 4 at Beverly Branch Library

Writers from the TallGrass Writers Guild and Longwood Writers Guild will co-host a reading of poetry and short fiction Saturday, Oct. 254 more words

Poetry

The Grass is Greener: Chapter 7

Shane

      As soon as I get off the bus, I rush home. If I hurry, I can catch the sub shop before they close. I worked a deal with the owner that if I can make it there before they close at three, I can get the subs they have left over since they are not allowed to reuse them the next day. 1,447 more words

Writing

THE REVERIE: MORE THAN A DAYDREAM

I am very excited to be part of this new project.  If you have a passion for poetry and want to possibly be featured in a new biannual poetic publication please check out the submission guidelines. 122 more words

Poetry

Mark reblogged this on Maleko's Art and commented:

New poetry project coming, be a part of it! Share your words (and heart) and encourage others. Let's get honest and real! Thanks to the editors for kicking this off!

Watermelon

It was a late summer day in September, 1995, when I decided to grow up.  I was twenty nine.  I had been separated two years previously from my first spouse and when not in “dad mode” (we had joint custody and equal time with The Boy) I was either at work, planning to go out with my friends, out with friends or recovering from being out.  1,037 more words

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