Fictional Prose by Members Last Online
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Short stories and chapters from books and novels
Poems published by members most recently online.
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 11:16am
24th Dec 2024 11:16am
Twas The Night Before A DeadLove Concert
Twas the night before the DeadLove concert at the North Pole. Kringle, hired us to put on a show for the workers. Well he says hired, when actually if was more like threatened and blackmailed to perform a Christmas Miracle.
Apparently, we’re big in the North Pole. Who knew that’s where those lost demo tapes ended up. Small world, huh.
But that’s putting the cart before the horse, folks. This is how the whole situation went down. Some of the details are a bit foggy and horrifying at the same time.
Anyways my younger brother, Garret had...
Apparently, we’re big in the North Pole. Who knew that’s where those lost demo tapes ended up. Small world, huh.
But that’s putting the cart before the horse, folks. This is how the whole situation went down. Some of the details are a bit foggy and horrifying at the same time.
Anyways my younger brother, Garret had...
#Christmas
#prose
119 reads
14 Comments
magichearts
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2020 5:29pm
3rd Feb 2020 5:29pm
क्यूँ ना हम कुछ कसमें वादे खाये, ले कर हाथों मे हाथ Goa beach पर जाये,,
रेतीली मिट्टी पर उंगलियाँ फिराये, कुछ...
रेतीली मिट्टी पर उंगलियाँ फिराये, कुछ...
#fall
#spring
#morning #night
#morning #night
545 reads
0 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
10th Aug 2023 5:03am
10th Aug 2023 5:03am
Roller Coasting
She was 56, her siblings were Disney villains, and the husband she'd waited a lifetime for pronounced her "undiagnosed bipolar" a mere three months into their marriage. The woman he left her for wasn't particularly young, thin, or pretty. No, his new wife, Karla, was infuriatingly easy going, a pediatric social worker who taught yoga on Saturdays.
Mary Jane had nothing but substitute teaching jobs, a great set of anodized cookware, a small, paid-off condo and $35,000 inherited from her beloved mother. Her life was easy to leave, and that's what she would do, for a while....
Mary Jane had nothing but substitute teaching jobs, a great set of anodized cookware, a small, paid-off condo and $35,000 inherited from her beloved mother. Her life was easy to leave, and that's what she would do, for a while....
#BestFriend
#travel
#art
#MovingOn
#ThrillSeeking
256 reads
3 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
27th Jul 2022 6:49pm
27th Jul 2022 6:49pm
A Letter from The Toff
The mind is as an alchemist's mixing chamber; rude elements in but pure gold out, that is, assuming the functioning of the apparatus is not befouled somehow. For example, there is an all hours club where I have many times witnessed the unsavory behavior of young adults suffering neurologically from the overconsumption of unwholesome products.
The side effects are too numerous to list without producing the unwarranted temptation of a yawn, but I skip to the worst of the matter by reporting the diminishment of good taste in refined and rarefied aesthetics.
And so struck...
The side effects are too numerous to list without producing the unwarranted temptation of a yawn, but I skip to the worst of the matter by reporting the diminishment of good taste in refined and rarefied aesthetics.
And so struck...
#identity
#fiction
355 reads
0 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 5:44pm
13th Apr 2024 5:44pm
Welcome to the Party Chapter 20
#lust
#dreams
#passion #manipulation
#passion #manipulation
135 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
1st Mar 2025 1:51pm
1st Mar 2025 1:51pm
Before I Forget
Inspired by unfiltered stains of nicotine
Memoirs of insomnia and stolen dreams
Dripping memories of anxiety in caffeine
Before I forget to get out of my head
In sleepless nights of twilight's addiction
Kicking the crickets out of my bed
Inspired by unfiltered stains of nicotine
Memoirs of insomnia and stolen dreams
Dripping memories of anxiety in caffeine
Before I forget to get out of my head
In sleepless nights of twilight's addiction
Kicking the crickets out of my bed
Inspired by unfiltered stains of nicotine
#anxiety
#dark
#insomnia
107 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 9:28am
30th Jan 2025 9:28am
Sonja at 18
Sonja at 18
Our healing village is down by the levee in New Orleans. I am deep in Psyche hospital funk. I am curled in a ball on the couch in a fetal pose. My mind is afloat in a Sargasso Sea of drugged peace.
The mind doctors take me off all my meds. I am alert and sitting for a change. Sarah and Pamela, who are counselors, walk by me. Sarah looks at me. “Paul did you know Pamela poses nude for artists in the French Quarter? You should come to a showing of her at the gallery after discharge.”
“That sounds like my cup of tea,” I reply, moon-eyed.
...
Our healing village is down by the levee in New Orleans. I am deep in Psyche hospital funk. I am curled in a ball on the couch in a fetal pose. My mind is afloat in a Sargasso Sea of drugged peace.
The mind doctors take me off all my meds. I am alert and sitting for a change. Sarah and Pamela, who are counselors, walk by me. Sarah looks at me. “Paul did you know Pamela poses nude for artists in the French Quarter? You should come to a showing of her at the gallery after discharge.”
“That sounds like my cup of tea,” I reply, moon-eyed.
...
#healing
#love
#MentalHealth
#romantic
#sensual
92 reads
2 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 3:40pm
5th Mar 2025 3:40pm
The NAO Amalgamate Inc. chapter 3
Charlie, annoyed by the situation, stormed off into the first bedroom on the left.
I don't know what you all are going to do, but I need to decompress from this fiasco of an agreement,” he said without even looking back at them.
Ellen and Zoe are used to Charlie's moods. They knew he will eventually get out of it once he comes to terms with the situation.
There were three other rooms on the second level. They all followed suit and went to their rooms to unpack.
Charlie liked his room whether he wanted to admit it...
I don't know what you all are going to do, but I need to decompress from this fiasco of an agreement,” he said without even looking back at them.
Ellen and Zoe are used to Charlie's moods. They knew he will eventually get out of it once he comes to terms with the situation.
There were three other rooms on the second level. They all followed suit and went to their rooms to unpack.
Charlie liked his room whether he wanted to admit it...
#StreamOfConsciousness
57 reads
9 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 9:56pm
3rd Nov 2023 9:56pm
Empathy~Spirit Child
Trying to ascend
the dark presses in on me
and will not relent
It tastes the grace of my being
light fettered
with midnight's last regret
My soul is not my own
Was it ever, I wonder?
Little redeemer
falling through time
chastised
a vision left aching
and mute
The cosmic equalizer
comes on quietly
hunting my dreams
cloaking himself
with tunnel vision
In the darkness
innocence weeps
at misunderstanding's sake
while sonnets of faith escape me
and my Father
Wisdom ...
the dark presses in on me
and will not relent
It tastes the grace of my being
light fettered
with midnight's last regret
My soul is not my own
Was it ever, I wonder?
Little redeemer
falling through time
chastised
a vision left aching
and mute
The cosmic equalizer
comes on quietly
hunting my dreams
cloaking himself
with tunnel vision
In the darkness
innocence weeps
at misunderstanding's sake
while sonnets of faith escape me
and my Father
Wisdom ...
#love
264 reads
3 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
1st May 2024 7:57am
1st May 2024 7:57am
Leroy Pt. 1
#betrayal
#dirty
#erotic #friendship
#erotic #friendship
200 reads
8 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
31st May 2024 8:52pm
31st May 2024 8:52pm
Ana & Mat
It was a random evening and that day I had decided to spend it with Ana. I made some tea for her and considered the thought of sleeping with her at a hotel. Even though we lived together I wanted a change of our routine. So slowly we headed to our car and made our way to the 'Venice' hotel which was 30 minutes away from our place. Going there was smooth with some jokes and smiles as Ana did always have a sense of humour and was talkative. As for me I was more silent and would think a lot in my head but never deemed those conversations to be percieved as interesting for my company.
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#erotic
151 reads
6 Comments
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