Stories tagged “reflection”

  • Baptism

    I had a chance to pause. The day’s rat race was complete and here I was surrounded by my colleagues. It was peaceful and quiet. A fragrant smell hung in the air like incense; it only added to the scene of serenity. The warm liquid washed over me;...

    • Author: Allen Sale
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 2 out of 5
  • Never Trust Me

    In my youth I was a child of turbulent times and ungracious wants. Over my head hung the stink of the future that was sure to find a serpentine path of waves and sines, finding me in the present. I came into understanding. That precious rule that time ...

    • Author: Owen
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Unknown Emotional Support

    “You seem lost today.” she said. “I’m just thinking of the way things use to be.”, he replied quietly. She didn’t respond, as she knew not to talk too much on what he was going through. It had been weeks since the fu...

    • Author: ChrisWDP
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Perfect Night for Cocoa

    We had trekked around to the other side of a huge lake. Our gear was on our backs and our SUV was locked and parked far away. “Are you sure this side of the lake is the best?” I panted to my boyfriend of two years, who is an avid outdoorsma...

  • The Mirror

    There is a girl, carrying a mirror down to her basement. She isn’t going to look at it, she hardly ever does; she never likes what she sees in it anyway. Its enormously heavy, the gilded, full length, reflective behemoth. Its glass pieces are scr...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Stiff Wind

    It is so real. This constant awareness of my gut and all my innards bumping around, spinning, whirling, cartwheeling…dropping fast. It was flying. A dream of romance. A dream close enough to touch, close enough to believe. Close enough to breathe...

    • Author: Mackizme
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
  • Temporarily Permanent

    two Endings sprung from one Beginning… Everything is so easily changed. every single step changes the whole World. so if even one thing deviates from the original plan of the Universe, does the Whole plan change? and how is there ever Any ...

  • Character of my Own

    I want a character of my own because whenever I think, speak, do, I ask: “Should I have thought, spoke, done?” Matt always has a witty response to everything; a loaded opinion pointed in all directions and ready to fire upon anyone who appr...

  • Over Dose (Mature)

    Falling, spilling, Spitting, flailing. Look at yourself— you filthy fucking mess. Come over here and see A high school dropout Drunk and high on meth With vomit and cigarettes On his breath, Come see how squirming inconsiderates Are erased in ...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Night Writer

    Illuminated keyboard Hunched by the light Memories moth toward Me on this listless summer night

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Eclipsing

    My Soul Is where Flesh reflects On the water’s surface— Eclipsing my skeleton’s silence

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Until the Last Rays of the Sun

    There was a time when I wanted my revenge. I had been locked up, immortal and unchanging, inside that cavern. All because some upstart mortal had to be a bloody hero. My existence had since been spent chipping my way out of that prison cell, the face o...

  • I'm Completely Normal

    I stared into the mirror. The old, decrepit skeleton stared back at me with the faintest trace of hope in his eyes. His weathered face told a thousand tales of heartache, misery and poverty. Each wrinkle was a life lesson. Every scar was a memory on th...

    • Author: Murj;
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Extemporaneous Instance of Skin; Enlightened Love

    The transparent surface reflects flesh eclipsing our skeleton’s silence on the water’s akimbo window a solid flow of indigo limbs where all we know bends like elbows; it blends where waving movements never end and I’m a part of ti...

  • Mirror

    No one thought to apologize to me. Then again, I wonder if I could blame them, since I always show it like it is. I have wished things could be different, especially for her. I first saw the girl when she was a toddler, barely walking, a spray of blond...

    • Author: Jae
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Reflection

    She hated her reflection. It was just a reminder of everything she had lost. Her hair was now as silver as her tears had been when her father killed her mother. Her skin was pale and reminded many of a dead person’s skin. Her blue eyes reflected ...

  • Fleeting Time

    Seconds bleed, minutes flee, hours disappear. The sun sets to rise, and to my surprise, the weekend is already here. Trying to be careful, as not to be wasteful, but what have I to show? Past options are torment, my future lay dormant, there’s ju...

  • I Wonder Where She Goes

    You know, I just wonder where she goes. Everybody has places to go, but it’s different with her. I’m just lounging around and I’ll see her fumble down the stairs with a bag full of who knows what and she’ll zoom out the door. I&...

  • Internal

    Neither a good or a bad thing, But I can see the grease seeking through. It’s about time you took care of that. But instead of what most people do, I’ll offer my assistance. But also, let me admit that I don’t really get along with my...

  • unknown

    the only person you truly know is yourself but when you look at yourself you don’t see what others see you look at your reflection and don’t like what looks back at you you see flaws and mistakes where you should see someone who is beauti...

  • Trust: A Brief Reflection

    Howard sat down on his aging, brown leather chair. He drew a long breath to lighten his sickened heart. After many years of being with his wife, June, he decided that the consequences of his infidelities should not fall upon her. Before he began to pac...

  • Perfect time to Panic.

    The fire crackled and popped as I poked it with the stick I had found beside me. I was left in my own company while Dan wandered over the hill to find a suitable tree to relieve himself. I grew curious as minutes passed. I mean, how long could it possi...

  • Packing up.

    Last night was amazing. The crackling fire and the shine of the stars painted such a beautiful picture across the night sky, and the way the moonlight glistened over the shimmering lake was magical, but what really made this whole trek worth it, was sp...

  • Car Troubles.

    Dan looked over with a smile. “Ready Babe?” He questioned as he turned the key in the ignition. “Ye..” I paused, hearing the starter make that horrible click. “I’ll try again.” Dan said as he attempted once mor...