Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Serial Fiction ‘Sixty three.’ Archibald went on. ‘The population of this blissful town. I know everyone by name and they are all wonderful well- mannered folk. Some were born here, some paid for the...
Murder Story Rain falls surrounding Ben. It drips from his nose and hair as it pours. He stands unmoving, staring down at the headstone of his father and mother on the three-year anniversary of...
Short Story Face down in the mud, I dragged myself through thorns and thickets of shrubs. The damp was seeping into my boots, and the chill biting at my flesh. My men surrounded...
True Story I flittered my eyes open for the first time. The first light I had ever seen entered my eyes. It was blinding and filled my throbbing head. I jammed my eyes...
Trash up to your ankles. That’s what it’s like in the alleys around here. The dejected, the lonely, the ghosts. We all live in them. Camouflaged with garbage. You almost never see us, not...
Serial Fiction The Brewer was building on a steady progress. He felt like he was inside a cheesecake, soft and creamy all around. He dosed off. He was sitting in his first grade...
Short Story Grant slides his tie into the nook of his collared shirt. Looking at the mirror, he makes sure it is placed perfectly. He runs his hand through his hair; it is...
Short Story The summer was made of us driving, sitting, and getting drunk. Our work schedules didn’t match up well, so we would always hangout pretty late in the day. We’d drive your truck...
I wasn’t ready. Kate said they wouldn’t hurt me if I get caught, but I didn’t believe that. I tried, though—it seemed inevitable that no matter how hard I tried to escape they’d get...
Short Story The weekend is a ticking crime bomb. In search of the heart of the city, armed with a freshly-shaven sinister confidence, the bottom of the situation at hand is up for grabs....
Short Fiction “You don’t exist,” she said. Prometheus frowned. “Of course I exist! I stand before you, do I not?” “The idea of you stands before me.” The God of forethought rolled his eyes....
