Creative Nonfiction
2 min
First, admit that you have never been happy. Admit that joy is a commodity reserved for those far outside of your understanding. Admit that pain has always felt more natural to you because it lets you
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Poetry
1 min
Connection
Short Fiction
3 min
Tuesdays at Jenny's
For the past nine Tuesdays, Libby had spent the afternoon at Jenny's Gymnastics Club, which was held in an old warehouse by the local dump. Jenny's was always too bright and too cold, and big box fans
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Short Fiction
1 min
GENIE Terms of Service
I: The GENIE application complies with IPP regulation 33.2, which states that it must execute all commands put to it, whether desired or undesired by the user.
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Poetry
1 min
How I grieve now
Short Fiction
2 min
Little Bird
Sometimes, I have trouble understanding people. It is not that I hate them, or even that I think I am better than they are. I just do not know why they do the things they do. I worked at bar once
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Poetry
1 min
Discordia, goddess of
Short Fiction
3 min
Silver Echoes
The vermouth weighed heavy in his hand.
"Honey, help me with my dress."
A cascade of silver teeth interlocked. His fingers grazed over the nape of her neck. Lingering for a moment, he ... [+]
"Honey, help me with my dress."
A cascade of silver teeth interlocked. His fingers grazed over the nape of her neck. Lingering for a moment, he ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
Getting her ready for bed
Poetry
1 min
Little Copper Penny
A little girl sat surrounded by gloom
Not knowing a soul, not knowing what to do
There were so ... [+]
Not knowing a soul, not knowing what to do
There were so ... [+]
Short Fiction
3 min
Letters to the Wind
Once again, I found myself seated under the shade of the imposing stone structure of the train station. Once again, I saw a couple hundreds of people, all moving here and there, all of them looking
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Short Fiction
1 min
Beneath the Redwood Trees
A mushroom stood short in a forest full of redwood trees that soared high above the forest floor. Two of the white spots on his red cap opened to reveal his dry eyes, ready to cry but no tears could
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Poetry
1 min
A pair of wings attached
Not sure of where you came from
I find you flying by my side
Suddenly colliding with my fears ... [+]
I find you flying by my side
Suddenly colliding with my fears ... [+]