The Fox
I straightened my back and took a deep breath while summoning every ounce of courage that I had to ask the beautiful woman for her…
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I straightened my back and took a deep breath while summoning every ounce of courage that I had to ask the beautiful woman for her…
No-one else in our age can tell the story of her death, so let me begin from that moment. I say that I can tell,…
What would you say if you were standing at the front door of a nice guy you just met, and it was 6 a.m. and…
It was Spring when we first met. Our first meeting was not something special in terms of atmosphere. It was online in a game. We…
What they were doing disgusted me. Most would suppose that to be an impossible task, but they’d managed it. Still, I found it hard to…
If you were standing on the well-trimmed lawn at 2 am, or if you were a fox or mouse on the prowl for food, you…
(Photo Cover Credit- Myself) Prologue “Aaron Claviss White,” read the familiar writing across the inner cover of the small journal Nya White clutched in her…
Today is a strangely rainy day Is it connected to my crying? The silent cry is casual in March It is right after February’s lover…
A poem about soulmates On that fateful day Searching the shadows I cannot wait to see you In your shining hue beaming like a floodlight…
Barret P. Bungate, Director of the Parallel Project, loomed over the edge of the cubicle and stared down at Avery Gibbart, his eyes colder than…
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