Writing

A Day In Anna's Life

A Story by Willys Watson

A Day In Anna’s Life1.She had just finished eating breakfast when her phone rang. Answering it, she knew it was her art rep and she noticed, by ..

The nook that the brain is

A Story by Alena

If your brain were a physical space, what would it look like? What do you hear, what do you smell and what do you see?

A feeling

A Story by Alena

Feel the heart beat but you don’t sweat. You can close your eyes but you’ll always see something in your head. A picture, a feeling. That ..

The Irritated Creative I

A Story by Ken Simm.

I am often told I have a gift. This mildly irritates me. Because people are only trying to please me. To be nice. A gift as an artist. I a..

Burst

A Poem by KCommoner

Singing with her is like taking communion;I drink her voice with my ears until I am full;my shoulders unfurl like a bird;I am reminded the sacrifice o..

Creation

A Poem by AJ Douglas

If we'd had the opportunityto paint together in the pastwhatever we would have producedwith the frayed bristlesof our brushes would havereflected both..

Desafinado

A Poem by Robert Ronnow

--slightly out of tuneAm I right to hedge my bets on being famous, ply my arts all day alone,silence, no tv? Mark said, the difference is people are ..

Hemingway

A Poem by jaye river

no matter where i stood,i could see the ocean on all sides of me,clear blue and teal glistening in the light,seafoam and seaweed and some broken glass..

Monalisa Smile.

A Poem by Maximus

This poetry describes the secrets of Monalisa Smile .

The Art of Controlling

A Poem by SNUBher

Do you also feel the pain?In chest or everywhere?Yes! You’ve passedThe controlling fear.Is it a thing to feel happy aboutSuffering in agonyAnd s..

Paintings of my Mind Time.

A Poem by Ken Simm.

Read please in Pieces. At different times. A Method of Loci poem.

Drama

A Poem by Alemway

This poem is about just wanna having fun with no problems.

my dearest Dorian

A Poem by fen

a love letter to someone i don't know anymore

Portrait of a Beautiful Boy

A Poem by schlanks

How could I look awayFrom shadow's love for light displayedIn how they fall upon your faceThey sing of valleys and of peaksExpress the bone beneath yo..