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Poems

I don't often write poems, but when I do, they go in this folder.
  • Home O' Umbra

    I wrote this in about 20 minuets for a contest at my college, and to be honest I was surprised how it turned out. It won me first prize though.

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Edna began to feel like one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening