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, posted 2 months ago
a poem i wrote about how you can't change the past.
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, posted 7 months ago
A poem for all you people out there who are tired of Religious people looking down on you.
, posted 7 months ago
Not sure if it's poetry or what but, it reads like an old folk song. The 'story' is about a lover's loss and his struggles with a cheating woman as well as his desire to just let go of her.
, posted 10 months ago
i am a terrible person. i have had this ability to leave memories behind, and emotions attached to those memories for quite sometime now. i can come in contact with someone i had intensely, strong feelings for and completely look past them as if we had nothing. sometimes i think its for the best, and im not sorry about that.
, in 2 parts , posted 10 months ago
Zenith of typical celebration. How a notion as used up as fate could only explain the conclusion of disenchanted grandeur. I can only set up the situation by flashing back to the freshman craves for upper-class, the most common of names shamed in comparison to its bearer; Chris, whom had my heart before knowing my name. In my naive mind, no friend could dissuade an obsession past due. Once we officially met, my hopes inflated quick, but with every conversation I could tell I held no ranking in his eyes, so I succumbed to a fine friendship. Sophomore year blurred, we had the occasional lunches, skipping attempts, but he finished school early and moved on. And in a burgeoning sense, so did I. Junior year past, onwards thought of others to replace the gleam in my eye. The summer on the horizon, a party dawned the culmination, and to think I had arrived unwillingly. Commentary for Cheat Would,: We catch up with the unresolved wonder, delight of my eyes. Returned with a flashy stamp to keep in my collection. Commentary for Blood Shot Embarrassment: We'll arrive at indulgence and pit stop the production promptly.
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Insanity teaching Insanity
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, posted 1 year ago
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, posted 1 year ago
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, posted 1 year ago
another poem for my father.
, posted 1 year ago
, posted 1 year ago
a poem for my father.
, in 2 parts , posted 1 year ago
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tried to cover all my ground
, posted 1 year ago
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, in 5 parts , posted 1 year ago
3d!t: I just came back and did some pretty damn crazy things to this piece (okay, not really, but I switched their genders and played with tenses, with a purpose). Please read it again my friends. A revival of a piece to being IFs own revival?
, posted 1 year ago
Inspired by Gold Motel's "Summer House"
, posted 1 year ago
This was intended to be a poem until our music teacher asked us to compose a song. The verse in ** is the chorus which I hastily added. My first poem which I was really proud of. I know it ain't much compared to most of the pieces here. Constructive criticisms are welcome.
, posted 1 year ago
A Winters love story
, posted 1 year ago
The beginnings of a story about how these two start to live together, and build their lives, meet new people and find their way to a happier place. The main character is male my tenses may jump around a bit because I haven't written in a while and I couldn't decide what tense to write in. Hope you enjoy, please do comment!
, posted 1 year ago
It's not about abortion, But I see how it can be that way.
, in 2 parts , posted 1 year ago
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, posted 2 years ago
daily journals sometimes more than once a day
, in 3 parts , posted 2 years ago
The italicized portions of text are the prompts received the before the twenty-minute writing workshops in which the texts are created. I want to write good Sci-Fi more than anything. -F!
, posted 2 years ago