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  • Jump In

    Falling down up Not sure which way Spinning left right I can’t stay this way I don’t know what I want Too many thoughts in my head Yelling clawing wanting out I can’t seem to get ahead I shudder simply at the thought Commitment judgem...

    • Author: Rahose
    • Posted 3 months ago.
  • The legend of Terse

    If the legends were true then this had to be the place. The Midnight Forest without question loomed before him. The setting sun had only added to it’s already ominous features, wide expanse of densely-packed trees, dry brittle thorn-infested thor...

  • Keyboards

    Find middle C, I told myself. I should be able to remember at least that. My fingers can find their way through a C+ scale. But I don’t remember how to do a D major or E minor scale. What were the sharps and flats? What about arpeggios? I canR...

  • His Touch

    The touch it burns Fingers trailing questioning lingering You lick your lips yearning arms wrapped tight A question in my eyes and pleasure on my lips Your fingers brush my hips A small moan is my acceptance And now you don’t hold back We set...

    • Author: Rahose
    • Posted 3 months ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Library of the Forbidden and Unknowable: The Secretary

    Lynn Wright, Secretary to the Chief Librarian of the Library of the Forbidden and Unknowable, went through the papers spread out on her desk in her brand of ordered chaos again. There were a few letters to Mr. Quillman, a couple of bills, a selection o...

  • Destroyed (Mature)

    I could break it all down, I could smash it all up, I could burn it to the ground, I could wash it all away, But what would that do? When it’s all fucked anyway, left shattered and Destroyed, no use to build it all again. I could pick up the piec...

  • User 5872

    Profile update: Reaver19: Deceased Stories: Missing Quotes: Missing Friends/Followers: MIA Notes: None Whereabouts of the publisher known as Reaver19 are unknown at this time. He is presumed dead due to the length of his last post. If anyone has any in...

  • I, Monster

    A monster lurks inside me, it’s watching, it’s waiting. A monster hides within me, it grows hungry, it’s impatient. A monster stirs beneath the surface, it’s eyes burning, it’s fists clenching. A monster walks among you, i...

  • Three Little Monkeys

    Three little monkeys going ’round Three little monkeys go up and down What will they do when they get to town? This one wants to see the clowns… Two little monkeys going ’round Two little monkeys go up and down What will they do when ...

  • The Run (9) (Mature)

    We descended, without pause and without chatter. We were met with the same view each turn down the stairwell. We had picked clean these floors over the last few months. The twenties, then into the teens we slowed. When I wheeled around and saw that 13 ...

    • Author: Drake West
    • Posted 3 months ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Run (8)

    “Do you ladies need an invitation?” echoed Stu from down the first flight. The stairwell was grey concrete with exposed piping and wiring. The emergency lighting was long dead. I put on my spelunker’s headlight, as did Ed. Stu produced his night ...

  • What I Know Now (Mature)

    “You will understand soon enough. You will see the world through his eyes. You will make the same choices you hate him for making. You will hurt yourself and everyone around you. You will drink too much and not cry enough. You will break. Again a...

    • Author: Cal Stokes
    • Posted 3 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The End of The Beginning

    It should be raining. The world should stop. Every being on this earth should stop what he or she is doing and join everyone in a planet-wide moment of silence. The sky should rip itself open and spill oceans onto cities in every country. Yes. It shoul...

    • Author: Cal Stokes
    • Posted 3 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • 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 3 months ago.
  • NarRowly (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 4 months 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 4 months 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 4 months 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 4 months 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 4 months 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 ...

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