Tagged: Love

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Not To Say

Life Poem I wanna roll Not sit in this stall Wanna rediscover the sights Not from in these wall Plenty out there to see Not seeing it all from in here Knowing I can...

coming of age fiction 0

Spaceman

Short Story He could see the constellations from his bed. His dad taped up little plastic glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. Some were in the shape of actual constellations, most weren’t. There was a...

short fiction 0

Saturday Afternoon

Short Story The woman came by each Saturday afternoon with a record player and a considerable stack of records. The hands that dropped them into place were heavily veined and thick with age, shaking...

introspective fiction 0

Claw Marks

Short Story   You always remember the first time you did something. Even years later. It’ll be something small, meaningless-but then you’ll go back for a split second to the exact moment whatever it...