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  • What I see

    Out by the window I see a single sparrow Perched on a tree Singing a tune to me The clouds in the sky A lovely sight to my eyes Blue canvass splashed with white This day would be alright A slight breeze came from the window Along with it came the sparr...

    • Author: MissEve
    • Posted 9 days ago.
  • Rowely (Mature)

    naw ma’am, I ain’t a land lubber, I’m a clam scrubber, an oyster shucking, slurping, sucking, burping, fucking, hurting, gut shot, what for? Trigg er happy whore fed m e a deadly barrel of buck-shot, ready, set, fade away by any mea ns neces sary...

  • The Woman With No Choices

    I used to watch her lean out windows While fear bound me in icy chains I watched the woman with no choices Choose to struggle, falter, and struggle again And I knew I was proud Of her strength But sometimes I just waited For her to tempt fate too far F...

  • Maxwell's Silver Bullet (9)

    While donning khaki slacks and a navy blue Maxwell’s Silver Bullet tee shirt, I caught the scent of coffee. Mom had left half a pot for me – hallelujah! I poured a mug, wandered into my office and switched on the computer. As I waited for it to...

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted 12 days ago.
  • Cue The Chorus (Mature)

    NO, don’t think (1 GO, don’t sink (2 in the tar pit (2 SLOW, ‘bout to trigger (3 a heart attack n’ hit (3 the target, eh, forget it (3 I FORGET HOW TO FORFEIT, HOW UNFORTUNATE, four) sea horses swam your seashore, (4 for) I fore...

  • Maxwell's Silver Bullet (8)

    I’m a personal assistant. Also a personal shopper, a house and pet sitter, bill payer, chauffeur, and troubleshooter. What it boils down to is that I’m a wife, without the perks. At 54, I’m single again and live with my mother – AGAIN! That was...

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted 12 days ago.
  • Maxwell's Silver Bullet (7) (Mature)

    Unfortunately, now I was wide awake. Sighing, I rolled over and stared blearily up at the ceiling, noting vaguely that it was time to paint again. I pushed back my hair, massaged my throbbing temples briefly, and rubbed my eyes. Knowing Mom didn’...

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted 12 days ago.
  • Maxwell's Silver Bullet (6) (Mature)

    I am not a morning person. I have never been a morning person and I have no plans to ever BE a morning person. My idea of heaven is to crawl between the sheets around two or three a.m. after partying my but off, or reaching the conclusion of a challeng...

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted 12 days ago.
  • Maxwell's Silver Bullet (5)

    He’d walked me to one of the guest chairs in the reception area where I sat while he brought me a glass of water. Having been classmates with the Sheriff a gazillion years ago had its compensations. “It’s going to be okay Charlie,” he’d said....

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted 12 days ago.
  • Quickly, Before We're Burned Up

    I haven’t much time, as I type type type type cast myself into every situation as if this were a play oh boy, I do like to play, if all the world’s a stage why am I hiding behind every curtain, cues missed, background dropped. It doesnR...

  • The Library of the Forbidden and Unknowable: The Offices

    The office section differed from the library section of the Library of the Forbidden and Unknowable in that it was clean and well lit, lacking the sinister atmosphere and creaking floorboards of the rest of the building. The desk librarian and the firs...

  • A Meeting

    It was Tuesday, as most things like meetings usually tend to be. I was sitting at a large table surrounded by six others. To my left was my good friend Jesse and Jarrett. On my right was Ryan and Darien. At the other end of the table Tim was seated, a ...

  • "Modern" Housewife (Mature)

    I cannot lie. I have a vision of a clean and crimson accented apartment (home), a room that is warm and tasteful. And there I am, waiting for her to get home, in a dress with a flaring empire waist like some sort of housewife. And as my girl enters I a...

  • Maxwell's Silver Bullet (4) (Mature)

    “I know,” he soothed. “This is the last time, I promise.” Groaning, I went over the details again, beginning with the party at Shelly’s bookstore and winding up with me landing face-first, sprawled across the body. Jeff’s pen flew across th...

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted 13 days ago.
  • Maxwell's Silver Bullet (3) (Mature)

    “Nice Beretta,” I said, conversationally. He whirled around and disappeared through the French doors, taking the light with him. His heavy footsteps crossed the deck and he hit the boardwalk running. I couldn’t let him get away with breaking ...

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted 13 days ago.
  • Maxwell's Silver Bullet (2) (Mature)

    I stopped in front of my door, puzzled about the light. While I went back over my day, I stepped out of my high-heeled sandals and bent to pick them up. Mom had forwarded the phone to voicemail and left for home at 4:30. Because of the book signing I

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted 13 days ago.
  • Maxwell's Silver Bullet (1)

    I have a rich fantasy life. It’s a necessity for a single woman of a certain age who’s slightly worse for wear. But even I couldn’t have dreamed up the scene I stumbled on in my office that night. Attending the book signing hadn’...

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted 13 days ago.
  • The Welcome Inn (2) (Mature)

    ’I’m Robert. Robert MacNeill. I live down Glenorsha Road.’ I finish pouring his beer (a perfect head might I add) and place it on the counter. He snatches the glass and takes a swig, before considering me with a suspicious squint. ‘Oh aye, whic...

  • For Rent

    This space will do nicely. It is a bit cramped in spots, but over here will work. Yes, I believe I will settle down right here and live for as long as I can. It may be the only way, but atleast we’ll be together in some capacity. Sometimes memori...

  • Swinging Punches (Pt. 1) (Mature)

    “You’re fucking crazy!” she stammered back wiping the blood now flowing freely from her face. The bitch threw her arm back again, ready to reel forward again to hit Red in the face again. The dog-faced lump screwed up her face, aggres...

  • A Memorandum

    A Memorandum Regarding the Subject of Barona: The poisoning of the Ecosystem at the end of the last Great War continues to claim lives through the claw and fang of mutated wildlife. Our best minds continue their research into finding a way to reverse t...

  • No Answers, Just Options

    “What do I have to do, Ross? How do I get out of this?” I asked the wise old man. His wife came back with some freshly brewed tea and handed me a cup. I scooted up in my seat and leaned forward, “I can’t help the cravings. IR...

    • Author: gafroel
    • Posted 14 days ago.
  • Time Comes and Time Goes

    Henry froze, his face going stoically solid. Time ground nearly to a halt. Martin just huffed and returned his gaze to the darkness before them. “It doesn’t have to be that way,” Henry protested. “Not about s’posed to be, ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted 15 days ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Rumors and Cold Facts

    Each time the door opened, Carol pretended to be asleep, his arm curled around his tankard. Being in one of the lower cross spokes, the view of Hub towered over everything, looking like a giant fist raised to the sky. Two men came in, talking loudly as...

  • The Last Signal

    A green streak rose high into the air and exploded into a series of white lights. Hope died with the lights, leaving behind only a deeper darkness. “That’s it then?” Chancellor Valera asked, turning to Astor. “Yes.” The high-elf seemed shocke...

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