What’s In A Name
Story About Oneself It was chosen for me at birth because of its unique sound and the cadence upon the lip. Shanta. Like firm instruction from a seer or an edict from a...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Story About Oneself It was chosen for me at birth because of its unique sound and the cadence upon the lip. Shanta. Like firm instruction from a seer or an edict from a...
Short Story Sometimes rules are meant to be broken. I HATE law enforcement officers. Well, actually, I hate the law. Yes, I kind of get why we need a set of rules to...
Travel Story continued from part one Sleeping a dramatic situation off makes all the difference in the world. Sometimes bad things happen. Some days suck. But tomorrow is a new day with new...