i feel like i’m trapped in the corner, with no where to go. i’m lost and confused but i don’t mind being in the corner. it’s some kind of safety for me because when i’m in the corner, i have no worries to deal with but myself.
mandy
I don’t really like the associations I have with the word “corner.” Go hide in the corner… never knowing what’s around the corner… and yet, they are everywhere. This is an interesting word to have to write about because I can’t really come up with any associations I have with the word.
K
i went around and found my way to. I keep a straight eye for it. Its as elusive as the horizon beyond. Whenever I turn unto it
Fredo
edge, side, no cutting corners, around the bend, edge of life, the world has no corners
Anonymous
In the corner was something dark, something mysterious, something inhuman. All I could see were the blurred gray outlines of something balled up and shaking. It moved steadily, slowly, out of it’s spot by the wall.
dork
the place where i go to strip and get paid for it. hahahaha just kidding thats my friend erin. LOL no she doesnt actually. but we call her whore all the time and make fun of her, which now to think about it probably isnt nice. not nice at all. maybe ill stop making fun of her..
audrey
I ran around the corner, my breath coming fast. I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed. Oh, the things you see happen, in broad daylight, on a corner, in the middle of the city.
Beatnikchick
Sitting in this dark hole, head hung low…could it be any more desolate? Hair limp and strained with tears. The yells echo in my brain. My nerves shot with fear. Will I feel the hand again? The burning singe.
Bekah
i took i a left at the first corner and saw him with arms opened for my body to fit into perfectly in his is i saw love happiness and i knew that this is what love was suppose to be.
gaby
I don’t know what I would do without corners. If they didn’t get in my way, if I never had to turn to get where I was going, I would have missed many good times, but avoided some horrible ones as well. What would I do without corners?
Kelley Teague
I’m in one goddammit.
And don’t I this place so well…
Shut up!
I have no angst!
SWella
She was standing on a corner the first time I saw her. She had that worried look on her face like most people get when they’re waiting for someone. Her hair wasn’t blowing in the wind, because her hair was shorter than mine was. But it was that lack of flowing locks that kept the moment from being cliche and made it something that I would remember forever. I never spoke to her, not even once, but I miss her more than anyone I’ve ever known.
Emilee Rose
Corners are usually sharp and cause injury. But if you are geographically at a corner that’s not so bad. I am just thinking how the corner of a resin statue fell on daughter’s foot and hurt her badly.
Regina Rossi
On the corner of the street. There was a corner of a house that sat on a corner of the block in a corner of some grass. In the corner of the city in the corner of the state. In the corner of the country, in the corner of the world. In a corner of the universe.
Kati M.
the abyss of darkness, and the crossection of oppertunity. where you may find what you are looking for just ahead…. steps away..
Anonymous
women standing on the corner. you don’t n eed to do that to yourself. self respect? maybe you’ve heard of it. you have children that depend on you and look up to you and you represent what they think is right and what they plan to become. how can you do that to yourself? to the future? get a job.
Jane
“Noooo I don’t wanna go in the corner!” “James, do it!” “MOOOOOM!” “Shut that fucking kid up!” “Excuse me?”
Oh shit. I seriously hate when this happens, the customers “What’d you just say to me?” confrontation. About time for me to take my dinner break….
benjamin
The corner of the eye holds many mysteries, like a girl you have wanted to date for a long time, or a passing friend, or what you thought was there.
Joshua
there is a corner in my room, like the corner in my mind, where i hide the little things that don’t have places to go in the realities of where i live. shove them in the corner and hide them for rainy days or sunny days when the sun outshines everything except for the things in that corner…. tiphaniye@gmail.com :)
Tiffany
In the space that covers the corner I can almost see a sign, like a beaming push of light that frames around my mind. Every corner
Jer
This joins two sides with each other. I love being in corners. It makes me feel secure. I know there’s nobody behind me if I’m in a corner. I guess that’s how sides feel. There’s nothing behind a side.
I prefer cornets.
Jesus of Nazareth
I like corner’s. THe word reminds me of Corner Gas.
Corner G and The Rub. Good show. Too bad there aren’t going to be any more seasons.
Oh well, I already own all of the DVDs. No biggie. I’ve never actually hung out on a street corner. I don’t want to be a prostitute.
Nick
lets see….what do I have to say about corners?
that girl working the corner needs a new job
inceenetinai
this. left top corner. corner of the street. people wait for buses, taxis, friends. corner of the counter. where things are placed. things are left and thrown away. corner of the room.
jessica
in the corner of a room
alone
quietly contemplating
the one-ness
the sigularity of moments
of individuals
and yet
knowing we are all connected
millions
alone
together.
Kristin M. Snyder
Table corners. Everyone’s walked into them some time or other in their lives. Yet, when you really look at them, you realize that there are actually many kinds of corners. Round, sharp, and m
boo
on the street corner, say a boy. he was not happy. he hated his parents and wanted to eat sweets all day. one morning a little girl sat beside him. she wanted him to share the corner…but he was not willing. so the little girl decided to make a bet with the little boy, who hated his parents and wanted to eat candy all day, that if she could find more pieces of paper on the side walk
Ashley Rubin
in a room all alone because you’re in trouble. the corner is the only thing you have.
dana
there are no corners in morse colege. a corner is the intersection of two places. You can meet people at the corner of two streets. Corners get a fair amount of traffic. it would be good to own a shop on a corner. a corner shop. what if you sold corners
A Cohen
I’m at the corner of my life right now. Not sure wich way to turn. I feel like every road I’m taking stops at a corner. I’m unsure about everything.
Katelyn
The corner was inescapable. There it is unless you find it circular. But circles are not there, circles are of the imagination. So escape the corners! But there is no way? Take over of the planet, like the science fiction of robots.
Cara
Deep in the corner there where the walls come together the spider crawled. It was a juxtapose like no other. What was there? Together the walls made it be what it was.
Caroline
in the corner sits a lone figure. Contenplating the meaning of true happieness for one self. Where do you go from here. This corner seems so alone. Is it the corner or is it the mind?
nik
i was trapped in the corner by my shadow, and all i wanted was for it to leave me alone….
the anti-peter pan
Matt
it is the side of a page or other rooms and itr is were some people go when ther are on time outs aor sad ok ummmmm and it kinda looks like corn the
michaela
sharp. angular. time out. dust. dirt. dark.
rachel
I’m backed into a corner. I love him, I want to be with him. but I don’t want to wait for him and be let down. I don’t want to get my hopes up. I just want to be supportive and give him what he needs. So I’m waiting. But what if he finds someone else? What if things don’t work out? What if I let something good pass me right by while I wait? I’m scared. I don’t want to be hurt again. I just can’t handle it anymore. Please don’t let it be that way.
Danielle
90 degrees, a place two walls meet. you can hide in it, or you can tuck things there so they cannot be seen. Dust collects there.
Melissa
renroc, in reverse, turning corners backwards,without looking, eyes closed, hands forwards.. a recipe for disaster or the search for something unexpected….?
exi
as i walk aroudn the corner i saw a beru ugly big fat ugly man he was holding a cane and picking his nose he was wearing a big black jacket and the lights were red and he crossed and shit he is almost bald in his 50s and he is not asian he is realllllllllllllllllllly weird not well he walked around this building and we were
i feel like i’m trapped in the corner, with no where to go. i’m lost and confused but i don’t mind being in the corner. it’s some kind of safety for me because when i’m in the corner, i have no worries to deal with but myself.
I don’t really like the associations I have with the word “corner.” Go hide in the corner… never knowing what’s around the corner… and yet, they are everywhere. This is an interesting word to have to write about because I can’t really come up with any associations I have with the word.
i went around and found my way to. I keep a straight eye for it. Its as elusive as the horizon beyond. Whenever I turn unto it
edge, side, no cutting corners, around the bend, edge of life, the world has no corners
In the corner was something dark, something mysterious, something inhuman. All I could see were the blurred gray outlines of something balled up and shaking. It moved steadily, slowly, out of it’s spot by the wall.
the place where i go to strip and get paid for it. hahahaha just kidding thats my friend erin. LOL no she doesnt actually. but we call her whore all the time and make fun of her, which now to think about it probably isnt nice. not nice at all. maybe ill stop making fun of her..
I ran around the corner, my breath coming fast. I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed. Oh, the things you see happen, in broad daylight, on a corner, in the middle of the city.
Sitting in this dark hole, head hung low…could it be any more desolate? Hair limp and strained with tears. The yells echo in my brain. My nerves shot with fear. Will I feel the hand again? The burning singe.
i took i a left at the first corner and saw him with arms opened for my body to fit into perfectly in his is i saw love happiness and i knew that this is what love was suppose to be.
I don’t know what I would do without corners. If they didn’t get in my way, if I never had to turn to get where I was going, I would have missed many good times, but avoided some horrible ones as well. What would I do without corners?
I’m in one goddammit.
And don’t I this place so well…
Shut up!
I have no angst!
She was standing on a corner the first time I saw her. She had that worried look on her face like most people get when they’re waiting for someone. Her hair wasn’t blowing in the wind, because her hair was shorter than mine was. But it was that lack of flowing locks that kept the moment from being cliche and made it something that I would remember forever. I never spoke to her, not even once, but I miss her more than anyone I’ve ever known.
Corners are usually sharp and cause injury. But if you are geographically at a corner that’s not so bad. I am just thinking how the corner of a resin statue fell on daughter’s foot and hurt her badly.
On the corner of the street. There was a corner of a house that sat on a corner of the block in a corner of some grass. In the corner of the city in the corner of the state. In the corner of the country, in the corner of the world. In a corner of the universe.
the abyss of darkness, and the crossection of oppertunity. where you may find what you are looking for just ahead…. steps away..
women standing on the corner. you don’t n eed to do that to yourself. self respect? maybe you’ve heard of it. you have children that depend on you and look up to you and you represent what they think is right and what they plan to become. how can you do that to yourself? to the future? get a job.
“Noooo I don’t wanna go in the corner!” “James, do it!” “MOOOOOM!” “Shut that fucking kid up!” “Excuse me?”
Oh shit. I seriously hate when this happens, the customers “What’d you just say to me?” confrontation. About time for me to take my dinner break….
The corner of the eye holds many mysteries, like a girl you have wanted to date for a long time, or a passing friend, or what you thought was there.
there is a corner in my room, like the corner in my mind, where i hide the little things that don’t have places to go in the realities of where i live. shove them in the corner and hide them for rainy days or sunny days when the sun outshines everything except for the things in that corner…. tiphaniye@gmail.com :)
In the space that covers the corner I can almost see a sign, like a beaming push of light that frames around my mind. Every corner
This joins two sides with each other. I love being in corners. It makes me feel secure. I know there’s nobody behind me if I’m in a corner. I guess that’s how sides feel. There’s nothing behind a side.
I prefer cornets.
I like corner’s. THe word reminds me of Corner Gas.
Corner G and The Rub. Good show. Too bad there aren’t going to be any more seasons.
Oh well, I already own all of the DVDs. No biggie. I’ve never actually hung out on a street corner. I don’t want to be a prostitute.
lets see….what do I have to say about corners?
that girl working the corner needs a new job
this. left top corner. corner of the street. people wait for buses, taxis, friends. corner of the counter. where things are placed. things are left and thrown away. corner of the room.
in the corner of a room
alone
quietly contemplating
the one-ness
the sigularity of moments
of individuals
and yet
knowing we are all connected
millions
alone
together.
Table corners. Everyone’s walked into them some time or other in their lives. Yet, when you really look at them, you realize that there are actually many kinds of corners. Round, sharp, and m
on the street corner, say a boy. he was not happy. he hated his parents and wanted to eat sweets all day. one morning a little girl sat beside him. she wanted him to share the corner…but he was not willing. so the little girl decided to make a bet with the little boy, who hated his parents and wanted to eat candy all day, that if she could find more pieces of paper on the side walk
in a room all alone because you’re in trouble. the corner is the only thing you have.
there are no corners in morse colege. a corner is the intersection of two places. You can meet people at the corner of two streets. Corners get a fair amount of traffic. it would be good to own a shop on a corner. a corner shop. what if you sold corners
I’m at the corner of my life right now. Not sure wich way to turn. I feel like every road I’m taking stops at a corner. I’m unsure about everything.
The corner was inescapable. There it is unless you find it circular. But circles are not there, circles are of the imagination. So escape the corners! But there is no way? Take over of the planet, like the science fiction of robots.
Deep in the corner there where the walls come together the spider crawled. It was a juxtapose like no other. What was there? Together the walls made it be what it was.
in the corner sits a lone figure. Contenplating the meaning of true happieness for one self. Where do you go from here. This corner seems so alone. Is it the corner or is it the mind?
i was trapped in the corner by my shadow, and all i wanted was for it to leave me alone….
the anti-peter pan
it is the side of a page or other rooms and itr is were some people go when ther are on time outs aor sad ok ummmmm and it kinda looks like corn the
sharp. angular. time out. dust. dirt. dark.
I’m backed into a corner. I love him, I want to be with him. but I don’t want to wait for him and be let down. I don’t want to get my hopes up. I just want to be supportive and give him what he needs. So I’m waiting. But what if he finds someone else? What if things don’t work out? What if I let something good pass me right by while I wait? I’m scared. I don’t want to be hurt again. I just can’t handle it anymore. Please don’t let it be that way.
90 degrees, a place two walls meet. you can hide in it, or you can tuck things there so they cannot be seen. Dust collects there.
renroc, in reverse, turning corners backwards,without looking, eyes closed, hands forwards.. a recipe for disaster or the search for something unexpected….?
as i walk aroudn the corner i saw a beru ugly big fat ugly man he was holding a cane and picking his nose he was wearing a big black jacket and the lights were red and he crossed and shit he is almost bald in his 50s and he is not asian he is realllllllllllllllllllly weird not well he walked around this building and we were