Short Fiction
5 min
Alyssa's pulses were getting weaker and weaker. A bed near the wall with a magpie painting which Alyssa was lying on. Evans looked at his watch, he realized it had been twenty-six hours since Alyssa's
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Short Fiction
1 min
Murder in the Mercury Lounge
Macy was trying to run through the sweaty, claustrophobic crowd. There were too many people to be spotted or cared about. You could become anyone in this crowd—or no one at all.
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Poetry
1 min
it is What it is
It is the end of what has been, a new exploration of what is,
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Poetry
1 min
In Search of Chiropractor
Poetry
1 min
1967 Nickel
Poetry
1 min
Forest Fire
Poetry
1 min
i am the moon
Poetry
1 min
Plumeria
Poetry
1 min
Monday Blues
Short Fiction
4 min
Breaking the Cycle
I was perched on a bench outside Burge Residence Hall in an effort to look as pretentious as possible. My old friend Amelia called me as I read a book of poetry with my legs daintily crossed, my coat
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Short Fiction
2 min
Koré Kosmou
As Joe arrived at the train yard, he could think only of his wet socks. The fierce rain had covered every inch of his body, and he didn't bring a change of clothes. Joe stood a few hundred yards ahead
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Poetry
1 min