literature
Whether written centuries ago or just last year, literary couples show that love is timeless.
Ennui
Ennui, curiosity, and a yearning for inspiration to write compelled me to investigate a dark web site for cheating spouses. There, I stumbled upon private messages from user redchevelle71. In Franklin, Tennessee, redchevelle71 seemed safely distant enough from Mobile for correspondence via email.
By Meadow Leight-Bell6 years ago in Humans
The want to be apart of something bigger
We ran. Our feet the weight of cotton candy sold by the cart lady on the corner, as we sped down the street from the playground, the soles of my sandals grew thinner from the intense heat of the concrete. It didn't feel like it possible for it to get any hotter put Cherishes hand was almost as hot as a frying pan. I flinched as Cherish pulled my arm aggressively through the streets. She had come to save me again.
By Kathleen Radtke6 years ago in Humans
Bring me to life
PART ONE: Life for Jessie was pretty good for the most part. She had her own apartment and was living with her boyfriend, Jack. The thing is, Jack was a guy who couldn't stay in one job for too long. After a while, it made Jessie sad because she felt like she was stuck and couldn’t get away. Jessie decided to make a difference in her life and change it for the better.
By Jen Phillips6 years ago in Humans
I'll Burn the Pain Out of You Baby
Every disgusting stain on those six tatami I can trace back to his giant fat ex-Sumo ass drinking himself unconscious. Blood stains, sweat stains, even sex stains, wanted and unwanted. Every cigarette burn too. I have to take the burning butts out of his fingers when he passes out so he doesn’t set our little shit apartment on fire. I’ve seen him sleep through earthquakes when he’s drunk.
By Steve B Howard6 years ago in Humans
Chiara The Musical
I personally created 'Chiara The Musical' script, score, performance, recording and film, over a four and a half year period. The telling of the story of the fictional character, 'Chiara', was both deeply moving and inspiring for myself and hopefully also for an audience. Tickets to the theater show at Joe's Pub, The Public Theater, NY, were substituted for the audience, so that they could instead make a donation to UN Women, if they desired.
By Claudia Corrieri 6 years ago in Humans
My First Day
I opened my eyes and took a deep breath. Beneath me I felt something soft, warm and smooth. My body felt heavy but satisfied. Above me I found myself staring at the overhead canopy of a bed. The design was fancy, intricate with red and gold threading and patterns. I moved my arms and legs over the surface beneath me and smiled. This was my dream bed. I could feel it welcome my entire body with it’s memory foam interior. I rolled over on my right side and grabbed my glasses off the nightstand. Once I put them on I laid back and stared at the canopy above me. The design in the center was magical. It depicted two lovers locked in a naked embrace, their brown skin, glowing amidst the outer reds and golds of the fabric. It was beautiful and as I stared at it they seemed to move as if they were alive. Slowing shifting limbs here and there, pulling each other closer, their kiss growing more passionate with every second. A surge of excitement swelled within me and I threw a little happy fit on the bed. I was here. This was my world.
By Alecroft S.6 years ago in Humans
