glimpses shared by our authors
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When I woke he was gone. I breathed in his scent from the pillow. his unearthly and undesribable scent overpowered everything. It made everything seem full of life,less desolate and ... read more -
"Manager needed at the pharmacy counter. Manager needed at the pharmacy counter," an unseen announcer on the P.A. system. The angel had felt terrible for adding to Charlene's pain. He ... read more -
14) I have a habit of clinging on to interesting things even if some priority activity gets lagging. The night outs thus result ! 15)I like buying things on my ... read more -
Newlydeads. The bus had called the people in here newlydeads. I am dead. I have been for, I suppose, ten or so hours. That, I can wrap my head around. ... read more -
I wish that I was able to have the societal and financial support to do what I love and I dream for. I know they always say we do not ... read more -
The scar cream returned to the shelf. Skin care products all in a row. Acne cream. Keisha would be asking for that soon. Keisha was Marcus's little girl who was ... read more -
Charlene returned the tube to the shelf. The lights in the pharmacy gave her a headache. Skin care products all in a row. Sunscreen. Wrinkle cream. Acne cream. Keisha would ... read more -
Sometimes Michelle came to her in dreams. She was a younger version of the woman she saw every other weekend. Her hair was longer and stick-straight; her skin was smoother. ... read more -
What is my mission in life? To write! What to write? Anything....anything and I begin a new page today. With so many other writing space on the internet will this ... read more -
Twelve years, I've spent there, feeling trapped and suppressed, yet strangely free. School- the bane of a child's existence; the word bringing back memories of falling mathematics grades and whispered ... read more
