Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Like the little stream by Taigu Ryokan Like the little streamMaking its wayThrough the mossy crevicesI, too, quietlyTurn clear and transparent. On Non-Dependence of Mind by Dogen Coming, going, the waterbirdsdon’t leave a trace,don’t...
Short Story George awoke with Fleur’s tongue in his ear. “Ugh,” he grumbled, pushing her away. “You never stop, do you?” As if to confirm his statement, the 13-pound ball of fur spun in...
Serial Story “Jason, what the hell?” asked Greyson. Scarlett was still behind him and Cash, and Tommy’s mom continued to scream. Jason stood with his shotgun at the ready, breathing heavily, as though...
Poem Half truths, empty lies that’s why I left you behind Cringing in the light of the sunrise I have slowly started to strive Mind ceasing emotions blind I don’t know the wrong...
Dry: One Syllable Rejection He stands from the bed, as if I’d gone. His strides are long as he moves to the edge of the room. His spine pokes up through his skin when he...
Poem Like the echoes of a crumpled sketch I threw into a tin waste basket the beats of my heart continue. It is empty except for the ripped, wrinkled, discarded outlines of the...
Poem The carpenter laid his hammer down he felt the quiet as a sweet kiss a creaking the ghost was nigh if he listened she would speak to him and he would see...
Short Story The killdeer colony grew and saturated the enclave with life. Nests were built on top of old nests, generations of birds spent their lives gazing at the whale’s skeleton. Hunter giants fired...
Short Story Flower lady, there’s a gypsy at the door for you. Let him in the building. Thanks, have a good evening. Is that her husband? Don’t be rude. He’s not. That’s his errand...
Short Story John trudged in the knee high waters in the flooded streets of the peninsula. Walking towards what he thought was the inland. He’d decided to ride out the storm and was...
Short Story August 1st, 2015. Stacy’s Trailer. This is Stacy’s diary. It’s the first of August. You know the drill. So, um… things aren’t good. Right? [pause] I had another panic attack. It’s my...
