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Bordeaux' Kitana: Art-Th.

Bordeaux' Kitana: Art-Th.

A Story by Abishai100


A theater of art heroics for diamond-piracy report, narrated by a 'James Bond' of Euro-market(s) thought!
Claustrophobia

Claustrophobia

A Poem by Anny


What was that luscious dreamYou’ve cherished in your trembling handsAnd swallowed with bloody taste of the first beam of sunAnd now you’re..
Graveyards into gardens

Graveyards into gardens

A Poem by Anny


Turning graveyards into gardens-That’s how it felt.Blood on my scars was so sweet,By the way.Some things are only foundTo be lost, they say,Like..
fever-dream

fever-dream

A Poem by kimpetersen13kp


about falling for you—cosmically, messing up (metabolically), throwing tea across the room, breaking in glass windows—just for the fun of ..
Charles Bukowski (The Genius of the Crowd)

Charles Bukowski (The Genius of the Crowd)

A Poem by The Elusive Mr Dunne


"Charles Bukowski" (The Genius of the Crowd) Beware those who seek crowds, for they are nothing alone/ Whilst aware of the Knowers, as they fear ..
THE TAGGER AND THE DOG

THE TAGGER AND THE DOG

A Story by Willys Watson


THE TAGGER AND THE DOG1,Just after midnight, when Harry was in the back yard, he noticed the back gate was unlocked again. He suspected Greg, the man ..
Collage of My Greyhound, Phoenix

Collage of My Greyhound, Phoenix

A Poem by Criator


From the collection of "Bodily Observations"
Mother

Mother

A Poem by Criator


From the collection of “Bodily Observations”
Purpose

Purpose

A Poem by Insatiable Writer


The feeling of having a purpose.
The Buyer And The Seller

The Buyer And The Seller

A Story by Willys Watson


The Buyer And The Seller1.Mr. Graham, the owner of an up-scale art gallery, was setting at his desk when he heard the bell ring and looked up to see a..
Phoenix, or Little Fires Everywhere

Phoenix, or Little Fires Everywhere

A Poem by Veracity_Fiction


Tribute to my sibling in all but blood. (A word portrait of my friend flamedreamer on DA.)
message to no one

message to no one

A Poem by icypisce


all i do is beg and plead for time to pass by quicklybut it’s strange, because that is also my greatest feari’ve sobbed since the age of f..
THE ART TEACHER

THE ART TEACHER

A Story by Peter Rogerson


Yvonne Stanley is an art teacher with a painful medical history...
art in me

art in me

A Poem by bannstrahl


be my pleasure, art in me, be my pain, trails down my cheeks
A Rothko Kind of Day

A Rothko Kind of Day

A Poem by Blunt--Instrument


A poem about abstract art
Pure Black

Pure Black

A Story by C.S. Williams


An artist's assistant recounts his employer's bizarre descent into madness.