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The First Session (cont’d)

His hands were gloved. The rubber crinkled and squeaked as he handed her the glass vial—a tightly-furled scroll lay inside. She pulled a pa…

Convictions

My ink runs dry. / And I, / I who was once convinced of the immortality of ink, / Now wonder. / I sigh, / A fleeting sigh chalked onto a st…

The First Session

“It was 1800, and the night was clear and cool. A distant clopping could be heard on the wind. The sound got closer, and I crouched low on …
I Got Left Behind by Natella2020

Yesterday

“Good evening, Dr. Steward.” / The old woman jumped, clutching her throat. “Who are you?” / The man rose from his s…

Timeless

Blankness stretched to the nearest horizon. The hard dirt ended at his feet, and the thick, humid air faded beyond his nose. He took a tent…

The Lone Knight

The lone knight stands atop the blistered hill / Upon a mighty sword rests able hand / Threadbare cloak a-flight by tempest’s will / While …

Seasonal Allergies

If I were Summer / I’d tell you to spend my long long days / Eating chocolate chocolate ice cream / Reading Harry Potter for the umpteenth…

Stranger

Please accept my little gift / A bright red, thorn-gowned rose / That you may see, with open eyes / How strong my garden grows. / Wipe its …

Glass Houses

They were at it again, this time in the greenhouse out back. He’d offered to water the plants, said he wanted some peace. He thought she’d …

On Ice

Frosty tundra had burgeoned from the land surrounding my body; I was dead when they arrived on the scene. Their heavy machinery shrieked a…

Wonder

Every morning, as dawn’s chill bells chimed, she would sit at her window and watch him run. His was a nervous little scurry—white hair flyi…

I Got Left Behind

Below the branches of the date-palm / She stands / Leaning back against its slender trunk / Counting the stars / And recording their numbe…

Detached

She turned her head toward him as they lay together on the grass. / “Danny?” / “Yeah, sis?” he replied. / “Are you okay?” / His return gaze…

Sunset

Trace the bloody path of the sun through the sky / With your finger. / Now gulp down its rays / Allow its fiery blaze / To linger / In your…

A Handful of Days

It was 3:00 am. / “Yeah?” she answered groggily. / “Tomorrow, you will live.” / “What?,” she asked, wide awake now. The phone went dead. / …

Fingerprints

I rode my stallion to the edge of the world, / his padded hooves gracefully galloping / across the rough sand. / My fingers eloquently sla…

Defying Gravity

“Mikey, I’m scared,” Sandy panted. She stumbled on the hem of her tattered skirt. / “We’ve got to keep moving, Sandy. Come on.” Mikey pulle…

Bite-size

I stepped into the fluorescent light and studied the room. Round, white tables were spread across the checkered floor. Several characters o…

Autumn Leaves—A Collaboration

Red gold orange green / Hearts drop from on high to their / Final resting place / Beneath bare branches / Spreads the regal carpet of / Opp…

Summer Gold

A cool breeze glided past my window as the afternoon sun lounged behind a cloud. It was June again, another summer. / I spread the warm hon…

Sleeping Beauty – An Adventure in Editing

Stan descended into the valley; the villagers’ efforts to dissuade him fed his curiosity. The place was believed to be cursed, and ancient …

Family

Nur turned to her older sister and asked, “Mina, why do you sometimes just sit like that, staring at the wall?” / “I’m admiring Dad’s handi…

Witness

Red and blue lights flashed over the night-time scene. The harsh wind tugged at my coat and face. The motions of people before me were bris…

Dazzle

Brittle panes of sorrow, cracked / By the sun’s white rays / Moistening the glittering prisms of your eyes / Melted rainbows in the heart o…

My Tears

A splatter of mud on the back of his head drew the boy from his thoughts, as he turned to witness the delighted snickers of his friends ato…

Jihad

Everest looms before me / Axe in hand, and all alone / A tiny rock had killed Goliath, / But what if Goliath / Was made of stone? / Icy wi…

Sisters

Racing up the wooden stairs, / Of our tower, tall and fair, / Upon our thrones to sit, a pair / Of princesses, you and I. / Bearing books a…

Rain and Shine

Silver curtains drape the skies, / A flash reveals a golden eye, / From joy, it cries / Diamonds, / Tapping on my window / Gently cascading…

Mapping

I’ve always disliked the word “reflection” as it is applied to the mind or the soul; it seems too shallow a description for something with …

A Revolution

“Once upon a time, pigs flew, roosters laid eggs, and it would rain lemon drops every second Tuesday of the week. It was during this magica…

A Partial Judge

The two sheep lay panting on the ground, their white wool frayed and dirty. The tiresome brawl had started in the early morning and only ex…

Death’s garden has extended into our yards / Corpses, buried in soil fertile and rich, / The wisdom of the old, the spirit of the you…

Gambling – A Personal Essay

I am the best student in my class. I get the highest grades, I’m one of the few interested in reading the textbook or listening to th…

Hugs and Kisses

Blue roses I send you / Tied in a yellow bow. / Why people choose red, dear / Only God can know. / And chocolates taste heavenly / Given an…

Radiance

Kicking at a mound of sand, I drearily awaited the torrents of rain that would soon flood the beach. / So much for inspiration, I thought t…

Happiness in three words

Choice not circumstance.

House of Fools

Come one, come all, to the House of Fools!

Repent

They said he was mute, and that wasn’t too hard to believe. No had ever even seen him move his mouth, except for his constant smile. …

Prayer

Pledges broken, hearts deceiving, / Any kind of trust is lost. / Or just a simple conversation / Proves to have a hefty cost. / Rusty he…

The Fine Line – the Out There Challenge

Mom says I watch too many police shows, but reality is only as interesting as my imagination allows it to be. Every day, I wait to catch a …

Love?

He was a good man— handsome, sensitive, charming, every girl’s dream. She may even be in love with him, though they had never b…

The Long Wait

How long is this going to take? / Maybe if I count down, it will be finished by the time I reach zero. / Five…..four…..three…

The Fortune Teller

“Give me your palm, and I will give you your fate.” / Grudgingly, I laid my palm on the table, flinching from the contact of he…

Innocence

Mother, know that I love you. / Good-bye.

Writer’s Block

Tapping away, / No, I don’t like it. / Backspace…Delete. / Tap, tap, tap. / Ugh. / Delete….Delete. / A yawn, / Glance at …

My Tribute to Islam

La ilaaha illa Allah / Meaningful path, tread long ago / Under the dust it lies. / Half-hidden footprints, leading straight through, / Acce…
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