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Animal Dilemmas – Crocodile Zebras

Short Story As the animals approached the water a loud splash filled the air and flocks of birds took off. The Gazelle panicked and bolted away into the grasses. The Zebras were unimpressed, they...

Short Family Story 0

Catch With My Dad

Short Family Story   My dad and I used to play catch a lot. We’d go out to the backyard and just toss the ball for a little bit. I loved watching baseball, so...

Rhyming Poems 0

Magic Carpet

Rhyming Poems   On a carpet design depicting all time with detail so fine it escapes the eye, and colours so bright, the surface shines, but as years go by the carpet fades. Although...

Loneliness Poems 0

Cosmos

Poem   On an eyelash I wish someone would whisper “It’s the cosmos, darling.” I wish for a twilight drip of their stardust on my shoulders and fixate my rootless eyes to ground, who’ll...

Short City Story 0

Fading

Short City Story   The rain poured harder than I had ever seen, especially for October. The canopies and gutters lining the streets spewed miniature waterfalls, drenching unfortunate pedestrians. My apartment was only 2...

Travel Story 0

Get Me to the Parthenon on Time!

Travel Story   I got off the elevator and hurried into the lobby and out the front door of the hotel. I walked down to the end of the block, past the cigarette store...

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Cups with Coriander: Reflections

Serial Fiction   I realized, after I blew the first stop sign, that I was driving distractedly. I caught a glimpse of a patrol car crouched by the roadside and slowed down. But I...

Contemporary Poem 0

London Crowds

Contemporary Poem   High rise buildings Shattered high hopes Wound together like Tethered tight ropes Won’t someone smile For me in the crowd? How can they all Pretend to be so proud? Coffee in...

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Zedlist – Part Twenty Nine

Serial Novel The lift doors shut, leaving Colin enclosed in his metal tomb. “This wasn’t meant to happen”, Kevin said. “There is no meant to happen”, Tim said, “there is only what is”. Without...

Dark Story 0

Sane

Short Story   Kit’s face and clothing still drips with blood. Chunks of raw flesh reside in his hair, he walks hands cuffed, his head held high. Jon screams and wrestles with the officers....

Abstract Poems 0

At The Rally

Abstract Poems   Grab your coat tails! An encroachment on slippery slopes Because your megaphone gives you Ephemeral rights over the air It pierces using your voice Would it give a permanent View to...