Creative Writing

Este Siempre Cambiara

El paraíso viene acompañado por la noche. El miedo no viene en burro y por ello no todos pueden vivir en él. La luz de la luna se refleja en las hermosas mascotas de la noche. Entre pieles exóticas de reptiles y plumas suaves de aquellas aves nocturnas. De ojos verdes, azules, amarillos e infinidad […]

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Chapter 2

Even with no sleep he always keeps his Sunday ritual of going to mass.  Checking the time he wonders if he wants to go to the early mass with the over 60 crowd or to the later mass that’s full of families.  Each has there pros and cons.  The early mass is emptier and sometimes […]

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S.O.S

Wondering around and looking at every store. I find myself tring to push the time. The last thing I want to do is to get home. I know he will loose his temper. Suddenly I will be mute. Not a single word will come out. On my way to work I clearly see I do […]

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Chapter 1

He sits at the table by himself holding a glass of soda. It’s mostly water at this point the ice having mostly melted. All the people he came with have long gone out to the dance floor. Despite his best efforts he cannot understand the point of it. Music so loud you can’t hear anything. […]

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Fashion show

First day of the week and the longest day of all. I will need some comfy clothes. An old cartoon t-shirt, denim shorts with a bow on the waist, and tennis shoes. My hairs goes on two buns. My make up is simple but with a red lips tick looks way much better. I take […]

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The Waves

Some people are afraid of you. They don’t know how to handle you. Admire by your beauty. For me you are my way to escape. I like to hide on salty water. Running away from the city I choose you. I have to stop the noise, the yelling, criticism and the changing. I got tired, […]

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My own rain

I left the window of my car open.Running the most that I can I step inside my car. It was a nice warm day but the cold drops of water made my body chill. The contact of the rain with my bear skin on my shoulders made me feel awake. It bring me back to […]

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Madness

Been on a sick relationship is living the same day over and over again. Is tiring, consuming and becomes intolerant. I have hear a lot about this kind of relationships where is unhealthy on the way people play with your head. Mine is like a poker game. He has his turn and so do I. […]

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Instructions on Admiring a Work of Art

One must have a clear canvas Free of distractions and preconceived ideas Trust that the author will guide you The title a hint of what is to come Ready, set, and go It takes a few words perhaps a few lines to settle in A pause to let the mind catch up Slowly the author […]

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