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  1. In a world of roses

    July 1, 2016 by Ani Kayode Somtochukwu

    In a world of roses, there are daffodils and love and pain and greif and lots of memories forever white. In a world of roses, lies my mother, on the very day I am to be wed, crushed by a car.

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    This post was submitted by Ani Kayode Somtochukwu.


  2. In a world of roses

    July 1, 2016 by Ani Kayode Somtochukwu

    In a world of roses, there are daffodils and love and pain and greif and lots of memories forever white. In a world of roses, lies my mother, on the very day I am to be wed, crushed by a car.

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    This post was submitted by Ani Kayode Somtochukwu.


  3. Train Racing

    June 28, 2016 by Charles Talkoff

    Tucker Gentry liked to drive his truck out to the rail-road crossing and wait for the train. He liked to race the train (the 3am out of Whitten) and at the last minute he would cut across in front of the train at the Claremont junction the whistle and horn loud like the end of the world the car shaking everything vibrating like it would fall apart; he felt the shiver run up his arms and into his chest pounding sweat rushing in a river rushing over his skin the train suddenly there as if a mountain was running towards him and into his bones and then it was done and he sat in the car by the empty reservoir laughing-crying one long swallow of My Old Man bourbon from a small round flask he kept in the glove-compartment next to a copy of the Gideon bible from the Motel Paris in which (for reasons unexplained but most probably due to a printing error) the pages were blank.

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  4. The Nightmare

    June 26, 2016 by shayne lewis

    Last night I dreamt that a hideous creature killed and ate my wife. I awoke the next morning with my wife’s mutilated corpse on my floor and the taste of human blood in my mouth.

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  5. Scratching

    June 26, 2016 by SeanPAllen

    I begin to hear my dog scratching at the door to be let in. As Halfway through opening the door, I remember that I don’t have a dog.

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  6. A Dream

    June 25, 2016 by Uday Kathawate

    He closed his eyes to feel the electrifying atmosphere around him;the concert, the crowd, the madness. He woke up to a sound of glass, the class had started their lab experiments.

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    Rating: 6.0/10 (3 votes cast)

    This post was submitted by Uday Kathawate.


  7. The Garden

    June 13, 2016 by shayne lewis

    Finding a dead body buried in my garden was terrifying. Realizing it was mine was even worse.

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    This post was submitted by shayne lewis.


  8. Lost Love

    June 12, 2016 by Bobby Warner

    In 1975 I was forced to leave my love in Vietnam. Before I could complete my tour in the Army and return for her, her own people accused her village of being collaborators and slaughtered them all.

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  9. An Accident

    June 11, 2016 by Uday Kathawate

    She thought he would use the breaks. He thought she would cross faster.

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  10. An Elegy

    June 11, 2016 by Patricia Li

    I took out the paper from my pocket and unfolded it. It was blank save for the single tear stain I allowed myself.

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    This post was submitted by Patricia Li.


  11. Trains

    June 11, 2016 by Bobby Warner

    He is an old man now, but often he recalls lying in bed at night, as a child, listening to a train’s mournful whistle as it sped across the dark plains. He grew up, left home, and in time became an engineer himself, who for forty years drove the trains and filled the lonesome nights with the music of the whistles that had always thrilled him.

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  12. Newspaper

    June 11, 2016 by shayne lewis

    While walking home from school, a homeless man stopped me and showed me a newspaper article. It had tomorrow’s date and the headline read “homeless man kills local teen”.

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    This post was submitted by shayne lewis.