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The Time Keepers

The Time Keepers

A Story by Thea Maine


Theo Carsen always thought he had been alone. He never thought someone else shared his gift with time. That was until he saw her across the street, mo..
Time as it Passes, Naturally

Time as it Passes, Naturally

A Story by Aloysha Giane Vito


a simpleton's uneducated and untenured reflections on time in an empty classroom
Rocks and Feathers

Rocks and Feathers

A Poem by Laz K.


Time, the eternal ghost surrounds us Imperceptible, intangible, it moves Like a wind it rustles memories On the dry branches of my mi..
Universe Now

Universe Now

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


How it looks in the moment
Silly.

Silly.

A Poem by Thomas Fitzgerald


An onlookers guide to lessons meant but never learned.
Tired of Waiting

Tired of Waiting

A Poem by Tiny Drop


Oh, how I hate when someone makes me waitI feel the time trickling me by and I am horrifiedBefore the minutes, hours and days that pass me by.Dependin..
Next Stop

Next Stop

A Story by progoverperf


He sat and watched as cars passed by. Boy racers in their modified hatchbacks doing upwards of 80mph were littered across the dual-carriageway. Acros..
SALLY'S FURIOUS MUM.

SALLY'S FURIOUS MUM.

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


Two eras separated by millions of years are about to collide...
Echoes

Echoes

A Poem by Isabella Cezanne


a poem about longing
Under Cover Of Night

Under Cover Of Night

A Poem by Earl Schumacker


The great mystery continues.
25. CHOWCHOW’S RETURN

25. CHOWCHOW’S RETURN

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


The final part
Second Hand

Second Hand

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


The WatchbyMichael R. BurchMoonlight spillsdown vacant sills,illuminates an empty bed.Dreams lie in crates.One hand createswan silver circles, left un..
Observance

Observance

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


ObservancebyMichael R. BurchHere the hills are old and rollingcarefully in their old age;on the horizon youthful mountainsbathe themselves in windblow..
The Shrinking Season

The Shrinking Season

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


The Shrinking Seasonby Michael R. BurchWith every wearying yearthe weight of the winter growsand while the schoolgirl outgrowsher clothes,the widow di..
Practice Makes Perfect (for Eternity)

Practice Makes Perfect (for Eternity)

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Practice Makes Perfectby Michael R. BurchI have a talent for sleep;it’s one of my favorite things.Thus when I sleep, I sleep deep ...at least ti..