Angela Sandy True’s moist, pudgy hands formed the sugary dough into a perfect ball. She sniffed loudly and wiped her chapped nose on the back of her hand. Pesky cold. However, Sandy didn’t mind too much because Angela had a…
Category: Literature
“Spoon Brain” by Anonymous
Spoon Brain By Anonymous Nobody knows me at all The nobodies who sit like vegetables with creative minds as dull as spoons I look in the mirror and see rich reds, blue, warm yellow of mango chicken eggs…
“Junk” by Anonymous
Junk By Anonymous My shoes are red So is my bed My cat is well fed And now this poem is dead If only I were dead I wouldn’t have to feed my cat.
“Lightning Dance” by Josh Helmuth
Lightning Dance By Josh Helmuth The deep blue sky grays Clouds sweep over the sun The wind breathes and the air is chilled drip Trees bend and sway The day was still young But, clouded, the horizon has been filled…
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