Talk 12 – Circles
Short Story Where does that door lead? To the neighboring building’s back yard. They also have a garden? No, they have a barbecue and plastic chairs. Meat eaters. Like most of the world. But...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Short Story Where does that door lead? To the neighboring building’s back yard. They also have a garden? No, they have a barbecue and plastic chairs. Meat eaters. Like most of the world. But...
Short Story Do you have access to the back garden from your apartment? Yes, it’s the only reason I rented it. The garden is mine. I can see it from my window. Do you...
Serial Fiction Three hours passed before Jonathan Hughes emerged from the apartment. He stumbled down the few steps on the stoop, gripping the handrail like a newborn clings to its mother. A shadow greeted...
Short Story The music had begun. Anna kissed the old horse-faced man on both cheeks, then gave him a hug. She must know him, I thought. The Horse-faced man disappeared into the crowd that...
Short Story She felt locked in place, her muscles twitching. Jennifer felt her brain short-circuit, conflicting over the desire to run and the shock keeping her in place. As her eyes widened even farther,...
Serial Fiction Preparation was over. It was time for a breather. The Brewer’s math tutor always told him not to solve problems on the day before the exam. To air out. Do what...
Serial Fiction Novel ‘The heart is like a coral, once touched by the hand of men it changes forever. It takes a turn and a new direction. New normal.’ She narrated as if...
“I found her like this”, Amy said, “I think she may have just fallen a few minutes ago, she’s still breathing, but she’s unconscious.” “I can bloody see she’s unconscious Amy, for fucks sake....
Comedy Stories Derek Jeter’s alarm went off at 7:02, the way it always did. He showered, shaved and brushed his teeth the way he always did. He fixed himself a bowl of Wheaties...
Serial Fiction Archibald took Anton in for a few introductory days of leisure to a guesthouse in Southern France. He always had a smile on, took everything light and made it lighter. His calendar was...
Short Story Spring came and melted away all the grey from the rocky hill. The Snail woke up and un-wedged itself from in-between the two boulders, climbed the taller one and took a wide...