My family has a reunion every Memorial Day. One year, I couldn’t come, and nobody asked why. I never went again. No one ever noticed.
11 hours, 45 minutes ago
The Well of Fiction
I was working on my laptop when Autumn walked in. “Why do you sit there staring at that window?” she asked.
“I’m working on some things,” I replied. 513 more words
15 hours, 10 minutes ago
“I can’t, I’m skyping my school friends tonight.”
“God Liv, uni is for new friends, you know?”
When Olivia didn’t look up, Dom lurched away down the empty corridor, cardboard costume scraping the walls. 17 more words
16 hours, 9 minutes ago
Arjun and Saket were playing cricket. Mishra aunty called them and said, ‘Arjun, Saket, It is so hot. Why are you playing cricket now?’
Arjun looked at her and said, ‘Dadi, its our vacations now and we are getting bored at home’ 518 more words
21 hours, 2 minutes ago
Written In Irish Blood
He woke up, and felt a heavy weight tear at his bones. The weight that dragged behind him as he walked.
He constantly tripped over it’s presence. 52 more words
22 hours, 59 minutes ago
Six engines shun neon.
Broken frames like clouds.
I look up, squint,
Zoom in and gasp.
The guards zap me.
“Re-wind.” Whispers the constable.
“What?” My tongue curls. 12 more words
1 day, 8 hours ago
The Mind Junkyard
It began with an ending, the last dregs of moon light sparked my desire for the retreating figure of my arch nemesis.
Predestined to end me.