In the beginning was a box (bought wholesale at the flea circus gift shop) inside that box was a world. Outside that box were instructions: (be quiet, pay attention) __ Unwrap box along the perforated edge in the plastic provided for your convenience. Discard wrapping in recycling bin. Grab sharp utensil. stab holes inside the veil of the world. (This is so it can breathe. creation makes many beings, and worlds quite gass...

I'm Sarah, 37 and an HR Business Partner. I live in a smallish town and own my own house. I love to take photos: mostly scenery either locally or abroad and I have shot a few weddings as favours to friends and have won a few prizes for some of my landscapes when I’ve entered competitions. I love to be in the outdoors, hiking, running or just soaking nature in. My hair is shoulder-length and naturally brown-black, my face...

Beyond the veil, I cannot see; Does his heart still beat for me? Is mi amor forevermore? 🌹 Día de Muertos soothes my splintered heart, Pleading death does not keep souls apart. I lay one rose on my lover’s grave, A sign he’s here, I desperately crave. 🌹 Black lines crisscross upon my lips; Lips he once traced with tender fingertips. His favorite flowers adorn my hair; Inked roses embrace on skin left bare. 🌹 With papel...

"You sure you wanna do this?" The woman's voice echoed through the stark, white-walled room. Heather had taken off her blouse and bra in front of her, and was covering her breasts with her hands, with nervousness clear on her face. She was shaking and standing where the camera couldn't capture her. "Move to the center, stand firm, and smile a little," the woman ordered. "You look sad. We need to brighten up a little." Hea...

I'm Andy: a mid-30s IT professional. My love life wasn't great - mostly as I was working away a lot, so I decided to apply for The Love Show where experts match couples and valiantly hope that they find love in ten episodes. I explained to the panel that simply, too much work meant I wasn't at home enough to sustain relationships, but that had changed recently as I had taken a new job that explicitly had minimal travel. I...

I A blanket of stars, bright as they are, twinkle and Dance from here to there across the indigo sky; The luminous moon peers down at the earth and Nightingales sing sweet lullabies, Lulling infants in mothers' arms to sleep. Petals of flowers close into themselves As twilight fades to night: All is at peace. II Large branches of an oak tree hang over water As I swing on a tree swing, Overlapping waves create for me A rhy...

Windblown, through a garden of leaves earth and the towering trees becoming seeds to a thousand winds hearing echoes in nature's cellophane for all to see butterflies paying homily... "Do you wanna dance and hold my hand?"

I’m beginning to think we’ve got our priorities all wrong! If you get mugged, the police don’t seem to be able to find the muggers! If you drive in the bus lane, they’ll send you a Fixed Penalty Notice for £100 and photographic evidence of you driving in the bus lane to your home address, within forty-eight hours. So, if you’re going to get mugged, get mugged in the bus lane!

I dwell between the heavens and the subterranean earth, pontificating the nature of reality and the conservative laws of the universe. Trenched in thought, a hole has been carved in my heart, hallowing deeper and deeper, removing any empathetic node I may have conjured in the past. Now the hole is spread throughout the body, like a cancer, eroding the pillars of my structured foundation. I lay in the soil of Mother Earth,...

Tears I shed of loneliness in this earthly world, Cashmere while it comforts me in vexing silence, Devotedly persevering until my dying breath. The burning flame of divine Love consoles me, Silencing teardrops behind the veil. I offer this; my love, a pure white rose, A memorandum in soliloquy.

a sweet scent of the willow near slender-leaved Cattails surround the silent pond of the golden dawn– Mourning Doves nostalgically “coo” in the whispering breeze of nature's wishing well.

The adolescent, Bloated Garabula Interstellar Beast, as he eventually and derisively came to be referred to by Garabulas and non-Garabulas alike, had gradually become exceedingly obese. Why? Simple. Twas because this particular Garabula Interstellar Beast, constantly loved to feast. No, the love of feasting was not unusual for his species. The shockingly enormous Garabulas, who were non-material, semi-amorphous creatures...

Jensen I sat in my black Chevy Impala even though it was the newest model since my grandfather kept his old one in storage. Tapping the steering wheel and glancing at the clock on the dash reminded me of how late I was. My twin brother, uncle, cousin, and I followed each other from Fort Benning, but I made a detour to buy Jace’s birthday present and to have my friend’s mom wrap it for me. The wrapped autographed novel sat...

Wooden candle wicks tea lights of the dwindling poetic lilac and scented old books leaving shadows in the ointment on pages of Poe whispering to Lenore

He wasn't born, he had no parents, no family. He was created. Created by the Centuri Delegates, a secret organization at the heart of the Deag23 government, one of the major rulers in this part of the known Universe. They used technology far beyond what many would even consider possible. He was created for one reason, to fight against the Connexxion in a vicious war that had raged for decades. Deag23, nearing defeat, need...