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echo philistine cries
living for today
itching for the poor to die
remember you pretend
there’s a god
descend to offend
By Matt m. on 12.12.2017
Fred stood in the cold cave. “Hello?” He said. ‘hello- hello- hello’ the cave echoed. Soon he heard it again but it wasn’t from him.
By MK on 12.12.2017
Hollowed and massive, screaming for salvation within the center of the world’s empty conscience and hearing only yourself in reply. Hollow in layers, the echo bouncing in your own ears and within your other cavities, your ribs vibrating softly across each other.
By Kybard URL on 12.12.2017
There wasn’t much for me to see along the mountain range, or hear. Just the occasional scuffle of my boots and the distant echo of coyotes or other beasts who were probably lonelier than I was.
I settled down on the eastern flank of Mount Veil, helping myself to cold beans out of a can. I was too tired to build a fire, and while the temperatures would drop soon, I’d be able to brave it without the use of flames.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 12.12.2017
At this point of my life, I AM COMPLETELY OFF MY LIFE TRACK.
I am not doing anything productive and am not happy about it either.
I want to gear up and take control on my life.
I WANT TO BE CONNECTED TO MY LIFE. EVERY ASPECT OF IT.
TO BE THE STRONG, DETERMINED AND SUCCESSFUL PERSON I USED TO BE.
By nyusof URL on 12.12.2017
Rome’s top-ranked philosophers would gather in an arena and shout their best arguments at each other. They say the finest arguments would rattle the walls and echo in the hearts of the people for generations.
By omqwat URL on 12.12.2017
She paces along the edges of the shadow, shying from the sun, shielding her silver eyes from their radiant golden beams and folding in on herself, face shrinking into her hair.
By Riannon URL on 12.12.2017
You use an Antidote when you’re poisoned.
Eye Drops when you’re blinded.
A Gold Needle when you’re petrified.
Smelling Salts to wake you from confusion.
A Maiden’s Kiss to bring your body and mind from frog to man.
Megalixirs for when you’re beat an inch from death, and
Echo Herbs. Even a Phoenix Down can’t save me from silence.
By mistyfizz URL on 12.12.2017
my voice echoed in the tunnel.
By TEXAS!! on 12.13.2017
Substantially the sound resonates off my chest and careens through the corridor. I listen for its return only to be met with resistance and regret. A whisper is all I hear.
By Chuck URL on 12.13.2017
By chloe on 12.13.2017
Sound building. At its highest over me. Passing through a clear sky. Memories of past trips. Gaiety upon arrivals. Sadness that chokes goodbyes. All that’s left is an echo. Then, nothing.
By Krys on 12.13.2017
There was an eerie echo when she stepped into the room. It was dark, only lit up by the light of the moon. She could see that the walls were lined with books of all kinds from floor to ceiling. This must have been Mark’s private library, bigger than anything she had ever seen.
By marissapanton URL on 12.13.2017
i hear the echo of subversive sides
they tell me nothing
i havent heard before
grey green white little lies
dressed in naked skin
in a dream that feels like reality
By too stable URL on 12.13.2017
Echoes in the cave. Resounding, calling out, pleading. Help me, help me, help me. Trapped, trapped, trapped. The voice was haunting, weak and raspy. How much time before the air ran out? How much time before the dust was too heavy to breathe?
By firelight URL on 12.13.2017
When I speak I hear my voice, echo againt the wall.
So small so sad, but so silnet, so calm, and so open.
Echos to me arn’t very big to me I just don’t know that much about it. But now i do.
So for now on when I here a echo I know it is perious
By Sue Nelson URL on 12.13.2017
She felt her voice bounce back and hit her in the chest. She said it again, “Tom! Are you in there?” Nothing but echoes sounded back to her. Something was wrong. She rushed in and dropped her bags, making her way to the staircase. “Tom! Tom!” A voice behind her made her jump, “Hey.”
By Bridget Grace URL on 12.13.2017
so i said…said…said…that echo was annoying…annoying…annoying…i hate it…it…it…gah…gah…gah…hmph!…hmph!…hmph!
By Secretcommander URL on 12.13.2017
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