Tags Mortality
The MachineA Story by MattGriffPenA private therapist is asked to help a Scientist in a secret laboratory in the middle of the UK countryside, but what the scientist wants may be too m.. |
The Day Before ChristmasA Story by MichaelI tried to paint a portrait of sorrow for a writing contest a few months back. It earned first place, but the competition was small, and I am not sati.. |
Power, Love, HopeA Poem by gabiaimeeHis power, His love, our hope |
Lazy, HappyA Poem by Robert RonnowI woke up Saturday joyful at my body's triumphover virus, breathing again without pain and enjoyingwinter and the cold that keeps us sane and sober.Bu.. |
Strays at the Chasm's PrecipiceA Poem by Nico ReznickThis is what we do with our obsession: fixate on these vain trivialities, like trying to find the perfect sequence of words, the most fit synonym, .. |
The End BringerA Poem by AnnaI awoke a different nightmare from the person that fell asleep,rising from the bloody corpse of myself surrounding me.I stood above damnation, my grav.. |
Human, too.A Poem by gabiaimeeHe's human, too. |
Crossing the River TImeA Poem by Rikkevi Ruea reflection on the journey we all are making |
CatharsisA Story by Philip MulsThe unthinkable. |
AloneA Poem by Alexanda CorrinShe has lived to long to even care... |
VanitasA Story by JoeThis is a story written for a school assignment in which I was tasked with "remediating" something. That is, turning a message in one medium, into a m.. |
Say Whiskey!A Poem by DrcicarloMy grandfather, who recently passed, loved to take family photos- each time he would shout, "Say Whiskey!" to make us smile. It always worked. |
Into MemoryA Poem by LichwoodPoetBut why would you leave me?I whispered to the glass;There’s nothing there to see,Let God and Angels pass;Don’t be jealous of my timeI spen.. |
LoweringA Poem by Emily MurmanLowering The whole idea of it makes me feel as if the entire room is shifting, the endless rows of upholstered chairs encroaching, le.. |
IraA Story by Teresa EldeGoddesses and queens, their places in the world are built upon unstable ground. |
HomeA Story by Josh ColeHOME By Josh Cole Alarm extinguished, sun barely lit. Bed departed, airport bound. Backpack full of weekend needs: toiletries, undies.. |
Cut Me DownA Story by Raven StarhawkLife is sometimes a burden. |
Doubts & DemiseA Poem by Meghan Mercier--I originally wrote this poem in 2012, a year in which I was most definitely going through a darker phase and was struggling to deal with a lot of mi.. |