Tagged: death

fiction about end of the world 0

Freak – Part One

Short Story   He was cold as he always was and starving in the only way he knew how. He had dwindling supplies so the next few days would be rough as his body...

short story about balance 0

Animal Dilemmas – Cheetah Hyena

Short Story After defeating and chasing away the Crocodile, the hyenas were ecstatic. They spend two days camping around the Zebra’s corpse until they licked away every last drop of dried blood from its...

Death Poems 0

To Ginsberg

Poem   Ginsberg wept For the soul of others, But I weep for his soul alone. If only I could be his Green eyed copy boy, And He my troubled Home. Sweet roses bloom...

Believes Poem 0

Found

Poem   Light thinned the world and ebbed with his breath as he wept: Why do you forsake me? I loved you more than my own. I would take your death thirty-fold than choose...

American Culture Poems 0

Lukewarm

American Culture Poems   Sometimes it seems Bringing an umbrella Brings out the sunbeams That Band-Aids and health insurance Brings health and longevity That thinking of the worst Brings happiness and reassurance That fire...

Life Poems Short 0

It Is All About A Choice

Poem   When seven is early and eight is late, I came to Ninasam and got it straight. There are some places which make you feel like a clean slate. When seven is early...

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...

Haibun Poetry, Still Life 0

First Easter after Dad

Haibun Poetry   Chocolate-centered pastries; strawberry shortcake; sliced pineapple, melon and cantaloupe: all on platters spread across the row of tables. A pitcher of homemade red wine sits near empty glasses. Mira and her...

Free Story 0

The Note

Short Story   My life was coming to a close. Finally, after the constant years of torment, it was finished. I lived brought along the horrid baggage of disappointment and dejection each day. It...

Place Poem, The Pacific Design Center 0

The Pacific Design Center

Place Poem   A man fell to his death. “Likely suicide,” they said, as if he tripped, dropped off eleven floors by accident or saw his widow place her hands over her ears to...

Japanese Haibun Poem 0

Aftermath

Haibun Poetry   Blood on a barren field. Lifeless gray birches border the parched, dusty ground. A curious twilight before the coming dark. I press my hand against my open wounds. It’s drenched in...

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Janie’s Glow in the Dark Stars

Short Story Janie walked into the kitchen and saw peanut butter on the floor. “What are you doing?” She said. Her dad bent down and picked her up, placing her on his big right shoulder....