I don't know what to tell you, so here's one of Maud Pie's poems. (It's about rocks. They're all about rocks.) "Rock. You are a rock. Grey. You are grey. Like a rock. Which you are. Rock." Solid work.
Dark9 stories -
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I don't usually dig GrimDark, but sometimes a dark story really impresses me with its creativity. Like all my Shelves, this is fairly arbitrary, and it will probably contain stories with many elements other than just Dark.