xstephens
Profile
Alex is an aspiring writer currently residing in Salt Lake City, Utah. He studied Literature and Film at the University of Utah and studied Creative Writing at Goddard College in Vermont. He is currently working on a collection of short-short stories.
Groups
xstephens is a member of A New Aesthetic.... Divine and Otherwise , All Out Emotion, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Cityscapes and City Skylines ~ ALL THINGS "CITY" , Flash Fiction, Graphic Scratch, Icy Cold, Kairos, Minimalism, Out of the Blue (75%+ Blue), Short stories - Spherical Scriptings, The Adult Group, The Urban Environment, United States and WMG.
Journal Entries
You have a choice.
Posted about 1 year ago.
going on and on...
Posted about 1 year ago, 2 comments so far.
Recently Published in Our Stories
Posted about 1 year ago, 3 comments so far.
new politics
Posted about 1 year ago, 2 comments so far.
Rant on Pop Culture
Posted about 1 year ago, 8 comments so far.
Writers who inspire me
Posted about 1 year ago, 5 comments so far.
In Oregon: roadside tree.
Posted about 1 year ago.
Art
Writing
What is, is
“Sunshine’s been keeping me up for days.” Elliott Smith On a porch, my porch, my chair, I rock slightly and light another cigarette even though I know the first drag will struggle…
What's to come
“Future butterfly going to spend the day higher than high.” Elliott Smith I pace a parking lot; this beautiful wasteland where the burnt glass of broken bottles shimmers in the early da…
Your Smile
The curve of your lips, the slight parting of them to reveal white teeth. I swore I’d savor every one that followed. But as things go, as we went, as it is; a smile can only last for so long.
What Dignitaries Know
A stream of words winds through a crowd, occasionally slapping too hard against tables and spilling drinks. I have been here before, not here here, but in the same type of situation. My formal cloth…
And You and Everyone are there
There was white, white was everywhere, an awful amount, but that was to be expected in dreams, especially of this nature. The time of year was indeterminate and so was the time of day. I stood in th…
...or treats?
Early evening, Halloween, small children begin their trek on cracked sidewalks. This is not the neighborhood I grew up in, but it very well could be, just another hamlet on the hill, a safe gathering…
