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bright happy and warm sun light makes me feel good and cheers me up . helps plants grow.

» Posted By margaret On 01.07.2018 @ 3:00 pm


Something I thought was important to me. I stressed and strived for it. My identity is in Christ. A degree is just a piece of paper.

» Posted By Margaret On 02.20.2017 @ 10:50 pm


I was there, on the edge of the brush staring back at the monster behind me. As my feet were close to the edge, I could not move. I looked again. It was right there, with it’s cursed smile and wicked tone. What was I to do now? Her dark pale green eyes made you feel a sense of depression. A sense of death. She was mocking me, and i had nothing to do but fall or give in. Either way, I would die. So I stepped backwards.

» Posted By Margaret On 01.19.2015 @ 4:36 pm


the couple walked down the street. It was raining, but she put she held the umbrella over his wheelchair and protected him from the drops pouring from the sky. It was lovely to see him out and around after the accident.

» Posted By Margaret On 08.20.2014 @ 11:16 am


The fumes rise and you can see,
how the wind moves.
Ironic how the bright sky
can look so much better
with a little bit of black.
Happiness and Toxicity come as one.
So take a deep breath.

» Posted By Margaret On 07.31.2014 @ 9:54 am


who knew
that love could be quiet
that a constant stir and
a million chemical reactions
could be so loud inside
but result in a silent smile

» Posted By Margaret On 07.27.2014 @ 9:12 am


she wore her earrings like at any moment someone would steal them. Always grabbing at the bottom beads that dangled. She loved those earrings more than she loved her own mother it seemed. I never saw her without those fucking earrings.

» Posted By Margaret On 07.13.2014 @ 9:06 pm

It’s a teardrop.
The metal light refracts off of her neck,
and it disguises
the wrinkles
and lengthens
the smile.
All whilst drawing the eye
away from the very face,
it is meant to accent.

» Posted By Margaret On 07.13.2014 @ 8:26 pm


it was a simple quite day the pale blue sky was cloudless and it seemed this day could never end. ‘oh how wonderfull?’ i thought. ‘just perfect’

» Posted By Margaret On 06.16.2014 @ 5:54 am


There was an offset to the tires of the speeding car as it rushed past passerbys, leaving their mouths agap from the horror before them. Not only was this car driving at a blood-curling scream, it was also dragging something from behind. A dead body…

» Posted By Margaret On 02.14.2014 @ 5:14 pm


John defined the basis of his study in a brisk manner. Paying no attention to the ignorant stares of the crowd below him. He stopped suddenly and his white teeth gleamed as he smiled. He breathed heavily due to his boasting. The crowd waited as the professor’s eyes slowly scanned the crowd. Some held their breath as he began to announce another name. Suddenly there was a shriek from the crowd….

» Posted By Margaret On 02.13.2014 @ 6:10 pm


My mind is overcooked.
Thoughts smoldering,
ideas burning inside me.
The crisp black taste of
too much
too much.

» Posted By Margaret On 10.26.2013 @ 10:06 am


When I was younger, I used to collect shells. I thought they were the coolest things ever. Beautiful, little masterpieces formed only by the ocean. I’ve been to the ocean once in my life and I was extremely disappointed to not find any. I hope one day I have a child as interested in something as I once was in shells.

» Posted By Margaret On 06.19.2013 @ 11:59 am


She spilled the green soup across the white page. Damn, she said out loud, feeling her face contort as it so often did these days.

» Posted By margaret On 05.25.2013 @ 11:22 pm


I have never had the plague. This was something that occurred as an epidemic long before my time. My parents were faced with this I believe and I do know that many people died from the plague.

» Posted By Margaret On 03.31.2013 @ 6:44 pm


I returned the book into the slot at the desk of the librarian. She looked at me with a stare of disdain. Both she and I knew that the book was long overdue and that I would need to pay a hefty fee for the overdue charges.

» Posted By Margaret On 03.07.2013 @ 11:18 pm


What a journey she had travelled with her husband. Unlike her contemporaries who had left, she’d stayed and worked through the crises.

» Posted By Margaret On 02.04.2013 @ 5:44 pm


“When is the baby due?”
Oh Patti, he was born last week. You really don’t know much about this business, do you?
“But . . . you still look pregnant.”

» Posted By Margaret On 01.30.2013 @ 3:10 am


Master the skill. I wonder how it is that people who work hard, and do master skills, but don’t have certification from an educational institution, are not recognized when searching for work.

» Posted By Margaret On 01.11.2013 @ 6:45 am


Possessions, friends, thoughts. Everything can scatter. Everything must. We can’t hold onto everything forever. Memories dance away, flimsy and immaterial. All is scattered away, and separated. But, new groups form. New things join together, and create beautiful, new concepts. Only to begin to scatter again.

» Posted By Margaret On 12.22.2012 @ 6:11 am


I measured his temperature. 106 degrees.

» Posted By Margaret On 11.14.2012 @ 11:25 pm


She had shown me how to do it, and I still didn’t know. It looked simple enough, to see her stitch around the buttonhole, but when I tried to do it, I found myself perplexed.

» Posted By Margaret On 10.19.2012 @ 5:11 pm


Bury. Ever wonder about the pronunciation? Should it rhyme with Ferry or Furry? I used to always think it was like Berry, but now I am wondering if that was right.

» Posted By Margaret On 10.16.2012 @ 3:00 am


A hundred candles. Who knew so many candles could fit on a cake? A hundred years lived, a hundred years wasted. I spent so much time on earth, yet never ave I accomplished anything of significance.

» Posted By Margaret On 09.28.2012 @ 5:58 pm


People are people. They are the way they are, and they never seem to change. Ignorant they are, ignorant they stay, and nothing can change that, or so I thouth until I met Jaqueline Merrero.

» Posted By Margaret On 09.22.2012 @ 9:01 pm

people, hear them crying. See the words. Creatures filled with countless feelings. No one can truely understand wqhats going on, behind their ticking eyes, back inside their minds. The clock work is ticking. People. Such confusing creatures.

» Posted By Margaret On 09.22.2012 @ 2:47 pm


Towers. They rise. And, with the eyes of the world watching, they fall.

» Posted By Margaret On 09.11.2012 @ 9:18 pm


Whether or not I did this meant life or death. My life, or her life.

I didn’t know this girl, but what right did I have to make her die. How was my life any more important than hers? But then again, how was hers anymore important than mine.

» Posted By Margaret On 09.05.2012 @ 6:25 pm

Whether or not I did this meant life or death. My life, or her life.

I didn’t know this girl, but what right did I have to make her die. How was my life any more important than hers? But then again, how was hers anymore important than mine.

» Posted By Margaret On 09.05.2012 @ 6:08 pm


The salvation of man kind was brought about through Christ our savior, after the fall of Adam which was necessary for the plan of salvation.

» Posted By Margaret On 08.29.2012 @ 6:00 pm

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