Poetry
1 min
Short Fiction
1 min
Driving by a Neighborhood in Autumn
“This neighborhood used to be all trees. Just a tall green forest.”
“When did they build it – the neighborhood?”
“Oh, sometime in the mid-nineties. I can’t exactly remember when, the years just ... [+]
“When did they build it – the neighborhood?”
“Oh, sometime in the mid-nineties. I can’t exactly remember when, the years just ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
Moon, Soon
Poetry
1 min
Memories
Short Fiction
5 min
He Who Last Saw Raphael
He was mine and mine alone, Dorian thought to himself. The "Portrait of a Young Man" and me. The man in the painting adorned a black beret, dark hair, and an opulent fur coat. Not so bad looking for a
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Poetry
2 min
On Defining Love
I’m eighteen
never before tasted true devotion
never had the lingering touch of another’s lips ... [+]
never before tasted true devotion
never had the lingering touch of another’s lips ... [+]
Creative Nonfiction
5 min
The Season of the Moth
A dark grey weight pulled down on the city, washing out the color and light. The air was dry, and a suffocating heat wafted between the buildings and over the streets. A reminder that beyond the ashen
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Poetry
1 min
The Name That Rings Out
Poetry
1 min
To Love a Flower
Poetry
1 min
Nightfall
Short Fiction
2 min
The Tree House
Ricky looked up at the ladder and swallowed, nervousness mingling with excitement. The tree house he’d been asking Dad to build for almost three years now was finally done. Well, all except the rope
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Poetry
1 min
Mountain King
Chained to the earth is a castle of stone
Walls draped in greenery and spire dipped in snow. ... [+]
Walls draped in greenery and spire dipped in snow. ... [+]
Short Fiction
3 min
In-Between Symphonies
This looks like it could be a scene from a really sad movie. One where the girl is sitting next to the window seat, staring. The viewer watches in shallow focus. Although she knows which stop she
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