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I'm Sorry

I'm Sorry

A Story by Taylor N


Just a little story idea that came to mind. Cora just got back from a 'job' and has to break some news
Burning Nightmares

Burning Nightmares

A Story by Taylor N


The room was dim and warm, the faint crackling of fire filling the air. The faint smell of smoke wafted into Sylvia’s senses, and began to morph..
The People On Mute

The People On Mute

A Story by Sarah J Dhue


It was the village of the tongueless. A silent haven, some would say. But for someone passing through, still having a tongue, it was disturbing. The ..
Melancholy

Melancholy

A Poem by Kathrine Rethorn


Not about anything in particular, you can make it what you want.
Shopping With Grandma

Shopping With Grandma

A Story by Sarah J Dhue


A little boy goes shopping for toys with his very traditional grandma.
The Broken Picture

The Broken Picture

A Story by Sarah J Dhue


the beginnings of a murder mystery
Breath

Breath

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


I’m holding you. You are my breath. At first fulfilled; By now -stifled. You are my breath, And I exhale.
Dear me

Dear me

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


Dear me, will you run away with me? Maybe I'm escaping from myself. But I would love for you to come along.
Just enough

Just enough

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


Just enough said to stir...To touch the string. For you to think that it’s for you.
Coffeehouse Ghosts

Coffeehouse Ghosts

A Story by Aiden Villanueva


The light tapping of autumn rain on the coffee house window muffled clinking dishes as the waitress cleared the only dirtied table. A young woman sa..
the noise of silence

the noise of silence

A Poem by pheonix


bright eyes, sealed lips unspoken words losing meaning the whispers caught in a hurricane of unheard noise and i tell you, this silence is the wor..
we were stars

we were stars

A Poem by pheonix


TO: my favorite "what if" lying on the grass, we'd point to the stars, "that's us right there, imbued in the sky, to be admired by all, th..
To a moment

To a moment

A Story by gypsy scribbler


I will forget you, I think. And I thank you. For offering yourself to me for my consideration. For not having any claims on me, on my memory. No nee..
Bellum Quest

Bellum Quest

A Story by Rrabbix


A girl within a drastic war, whom is told to always smile...looses the last thing in her life - her mother. She must now leave on an adventure to find..
The Fence.

The Fence.

A Story by Alice Woods


A short story about two little girls, a slick antidote, an angry mother, and a fence.
Out.

Out.

A Story by Micaela


She could feel her heart beating, which shouldn’t come as a surprise as this normally meant that you were alive; yet she could feel it in her ..
Night-time

Night-time

A Poem by Lydia Perri


A short poem about nighttime for the contest of January poems.
Time

Time

A Story by Mio


Life, what a strange phenomenon.
Want

Want

A Poem by gypsy scribbler


I tend to want. Sometimes things. Mostly for things to happen. It’s been bothering me, that I concentrate on the object of my desire and don&rsq..
Listen Closely

Listen Closely

A Poem by Kathrine Rethorn


Raise your children well, they are the future.