Another Untitled Poem
Summer, season of hot insomnia, That much never seems to change at all. Laying awake in the red desert night, I shape woods from shadow and wait for fall. Ten years now gone, and who thought I would miss The songs of crickets, owls and katydids?...
An Untitled Literary Reference
Well i wrote up a story about it and its nothing special its just something that i felt was my thousand words for this lone picture. so without further adue. here is an untitled literary reference. !
O Sonho de Untitled
Finished the task, untitled went back to the crib and fell once again asleep.
Untitled Story (A Praxely Tale) 4
#4 of untitled story series untitled story 4 **untitled story 4** **a weston praxely tale** **authors note:** well i'm just a bit upset that i've gotten over 200 views, collective, yet nobody can find the time to even leave a comment.
Poems from BCT Part 2
untitled by ephemeral\_dreams marching down the avenue, in the darkness sun's yet to rise unlike most of us. marching in step, into the world's mess.
Free Flight
He typed something on a foldout keyboard in front of him and said, "propellant depot, this is untitled spacecraft requesting docking permission. serial number lcv-24-0458." finally i spoke up. "is this really called the untitled spacecraft?
Untitled Story (A Praxely Tale) 7
#7 of untitled story series untitled story 7 a praxely tale authors note: part 7. woo. read, comment, and enjoy. (please?)
Untitled story (A Praxley tale)
#1 of untitled story series **untitled story** **a weston praxley tale** **authors note** hey everyone, just wanting to get started on a story i've had in my head for a bit now.
Short Poem
untitled by ephemeral\_dreams every night i lie awake, staring at the screen. ever bleeding, the wounds never close. every light i do not see, blind to the shine.
Untitled Goose Gams (F/M)
Jamescorck copyrighted to his owner, "untitled goose game" by house house on a small pleasant hill in england, the sounds of twittering finches could be heard faintly from the trees.
Untitled.
This poem is in response to my dear friend, blackfanged leopard's "elation and the fall" **untitled** ah but what is life when one is only a worm, stuck in the ground, in darkness eternal. when one looks up, he sees naught.
Untitled, by Deecat
Just an untitled short yiff from deecat to yiffstar, with love n\_n untitled, © deecat ... kayla's eyes fluttered open and she looked around, trying to figure out where she was. it was dark and she was in bed... but not her bed.