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Harold the rabbit had exceptionally small ears. They were so small, in fact, you could barely see them. All the other rabbits made fun of Harold. It didn’t matter to them that Harold could hop and nibble like the best of them. Or that he was smart. They s...
Eyes open to the sky, Rain pours down like tears from clouds dark as night like my eyes.Hair is drenched, Clothes are torn, but I am so alive even as I die.Tossed out on the curb, The cold is my only friend, freezing my heart slowing my mind.Voices stop s...
It happened on the very day Princess Poubelle was to meet her intended, the handsome Prince John Don Ron von Finkleshteen. She came down with a wicked case of ghoulish mouthus. This frightful illness made it so everything the princess said was ill-mannere...
High up in a tree a large and important insect, known by all as the Grand Poopah, said in a deep voice: “Moses.” “Yes, Most Honorable Grand Poopah, what is your bidding?” said a somewhat smaller insect. “Oh, and by the way, feel free to call me Moe.” “Ple...
You think your life is bad? Consider me. I’m a daddy longlegs with no legs. That’s right, no legs. A Daddy No Legs. Here’s my story: I’m creeping around one day, minding my own business, when I run into some kids. “AAAAAAAAHH!!!” they scream. “A spider!!!...
When we first moved into our new home, we saw we had endless woods out back. It looked so magical, like a fairytale. It drew me in immediately, but I was warned not to come into these woods. I was told repeatedly, they are just too dangerous. “Promise me,...
I have a desire for every inch of you. I need the smell of your breath on my needing lips. The taste of you under the covers, And I can feel your voice running through every fibre of my being. It’s the whispering way you tell me you love me that makes me...
The soft caress of your thumb brushes along my hand, making my heartbeat thump hard. I blush, watching it move along the smoothness of my skin. You watch me, watching you and it makes you smile. Your eyes meet mine, pulling my gaze up to yours, I bite my...
I dreamed that all my wounds had healed, which freed me to move on.My confidence was coming back, I'd thought it all but gone.A smile, a laugh, an opening up, a glimmer of some hope,But my epistemic self still said I was a dope.Not sure if I was worthy, w...
Things that are done can’t be undone. Sometimes things that are done are wrong, and can’t be forgiven. Sometimes things are done, but can be forgiven. When do we know which is to be forgiven? Sometimes we do things we know are wrong, because we are selfis...
Do you ever do something that makes you want to sing from the rooftops? You know, so everyone knows you’re happy, full of love and want to share it with all. Yeah, I have those feelings from time to time. It’s a feeling we should all share, to let us know...
