The journey to the sacred realm,
That years ago I had explored,
Was something that I could not ... [+]
That years ago I had explored,
Was something that I could not ... [+]
1 min
Poetry
Short Fiction
4 min
Roger and Sue
Roger was very good at planning and very bad at being alone, which is why he’d always selfishly hoped to marry someone at least five years younger than him.
He knew he’d have to wait a few years ... [+]
He knew he’d have to wait a few years ... [+]
Creative Nonfiction
Society
4 min
One Close Call
It was after 10:30 at night. I was surrounded by towers of nondescript apartment complexes over 20 stories high, though the middle courtyard was graced with beautiful trees hiding maze-like
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Creative Nonfiction
3 min
At The Age of Five
At the age of five I was fearless. As a child, identity seemed fluid, and it felt limitless. We could be bold, or we could be random. The ways of expressing ourselves felt boundless. And while there
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Short Fiction
5 min
Retrograde
“Private Calcelmo.” Commander Martins bellows, his voice ringing sharply in my ears, cigar wobbling up and down like a fishing bobber.
I sigh tentatively in relief as Calsy moves to stand ... [+]
I sigh tentatively in relief as Calsy moves to stand ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
peeling potatoes;
Short Fiction
1 min
sidewalk cardinals
watch, cardinals are springing along the sidewalk; it’s 8:00 AM and the wet sidewalk is cluttered with red berries; cardinals like blood clots; there are particular cardinals, which spin their heads
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Poetry
1 min
Why am I here?
Short Fiction
3 min
Satisfaction
A dump like this shouldn't have an outdoor cafe, especially in this part of town. Not that it’s much- a few rusty black painted tables with matching chairs, all chained to the wall. This table has a
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Short Fiction
1 min
Rita's Pancakes
June 13th, 2012
I'm hungry. I want pancakes. I untangle myself from Max and get off the bed.
I open the door to Mom and Dad's room and climb up. They look asleep. I could wake them, but ... [+]
I'm hungry. I want pancakes. I untangle myself from Max and get off the bed.
I open the door to Mom and Dad's room and climb up. They look asleep. I could wake them, but ... [+]
Short Fiction
3 min
Actually, I'd Rather Have the Pumpkins Back
The Cursed-Pumpkin-Field Festival had always been her favorite part of the year.
This year, unfortunately, her father had remembered that she’d turned twenty a month prior.
As he announced to ... [+]
This year, unfortunately, her father had remembered that she’d turned twenty a month prior.
As he announced to ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
Click to Enter
I am in / the laboratory / with my hands / pulsing / under nitrile sky / I swipe / my tongue over /
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Poetry
1 min
Yankee Son
Dear me! Child do come in!
The storm is rampant I dare say!
Now, please do tell me what brings ... [+]
The storm is rampant I dare say!
Now, please do tell me what brings ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
Mother, Earth
Short Fiction
1 min
The Ape-Prince and The Blue Star: A Fable
The ape-prince was reclining on his throne one evening, surrounded by his treasures: silver drops of crystal moonlight, red robes woven from the silk of the sea-spider, periwinkle roses that bloom
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