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found this in the comments of a blazed post n im keeping it for future use

#slay

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I hate calling in sick I don't want to inform anyone about my abnormal bowel movements

#thats so me for real when my small intestine decided to open a hole in it and i threw up blood for three days straight

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poem

i definitely did not write this for english class 🤫

Elegy to our Youth

We rode our bikes to your front doorstep,

A white walled bungalow.

The red sold sign was dug in your garden

And I knew that you must go.

One by one, they all left;

Gone from ten years to beyond.

The leftovers called for fellow children,

Only no one would respond.

Riding bikes, playing cards,

Once-new streets yearn for rowdy play.

When we grew, we left the town

But our joy there would not stay

The street cries with flooding drains,

Discarded trash trickling down.

It cries because the youth had left,

And in the storm our childhood drowned.

Sure, we’re still young, still not eighteen,

But we've moved on, found a new place.

After years, new children fill the block

They give the old street a new embrace.

As the cycle continues in time,

For each generation it grows distrust.

But before the town can earn its name,

We grind our past street down to dust.

#poetry #elegy #creative writing #author #teen poet #writing #poem

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adaption of my microfiction!

i adapted the short story I wrote earlier (Prisoner, the Lamb) into a short scene for the stage 😋

#theatre #theater #creative writing #author #writing #short story #microfiction #cannibal tw #potentially triggering #stage #adaptation

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some creative writing

Prisoner, The Lamb

My life is operated on a number of unequivocal truths. It is true that my name is Gary Kavanagh. It is also true that I work at Murray’s Bar in Douglas. It’s true that I have two daughters, Bridget and Fiona, and it’s true that their mother died a month after their birth. Another truth is that it was I who killed her.

Have you ever cut the flesh off of a body? It’s really not that easy, no; we’re very attached, too attached, to our own skin. Our skin serves as our very own prison, in a sort of way. Maeve… was a prisoner who wanted to be released. How can I blame her? Wrongful conviction, she saw it as.

All I did was help her. Though, I admit, she already had done much of the work for me. It was like a game of connect the dots, connect the lines, connect the scars that crossed her body. Maeve didn’t even fight. The Father was the judge, angels were the jury, and I, the executioner.

It’s true that I buried her head off A18 after I put the girls to sleep. As for the rest of her, it’s true that she tasted like lamb.

#creative writing #short story #microfiction #flash fiction #short fiction #writing #author #cannibal tw #potentially triggering

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hes no ordinary girl

H2O just add water but it's 40 year old office worker Dave