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Blood Orgy of the She-Devils
I used to have a T-shirt of this flick, or the exploitation poster of it. It took me several decades, the internet, and YouTube to finally see it.
By Tom Baker10 days ago in Horror
Unofficial Challenge: Who do you Actually want to Be?
Hey all, Just wanted to let you know, I am pushing the closing date until February 3rd as I am on trip for school and I won't be back until the third anyway. So you all officially have 2 MORE WEEKS, best of luck and I look forward to reading all the entries when I get home 💛
By Tanya Lei12 days ago in Writers
Silenced. Content Warning.
"I don't like this." "Shhh, it's no big deal." "But his hand…" "It's just your thigh, no big deal." "But it's right where my swimsuit ends."
By A. J. Schoenfeld10 days ago in Fiction
“We’re Just Gym Teachers”
”Let’s bring our coffee and sit over here.” ”Yeah, no one will miss me at my table.” ”Mine either. It’s not that I mind really. It’s just the way they talk together as if I’m not even there.”
By Rulam Day9 days ago in Fiction
"Twin Flame Echo's". Content Warning.
In one self I feel you. I feel to much of you so. I hear you. But the echo's must remain still. The longing must be still.
By Cryptic Edwards15 days ago in Poets
The Light
There will be a light, nothing spectacular, but one you cannot ignore, as that light- the one that only you can see, holds more than the ashes of death,
By Kera Hollow15 days ago in Poets
Clean Energy
My energy is clean. A pure bright light emanates from inside me. It glows and warms those that allow it to permeate them from the inside.
By Jesse Lee11 days ago in Poets
The Blue Ridge Stalker. Content Warning.
Tom had left the Ford down the way, its spark plugs finally exhausted and no mechanics for a dozen miles back through the foothills to Strossburg. No matter, he had worn his boots—almost as if he planned for this to happen. The puzzle he sought to solve emanated from the woods clinging to the slopes above; the valley behind held no mysteries.
By Stephen A. Roddewig12 days ago in Fiction
Bone carvings.
Bone carving in Bali, Indonesia, is a rich, traditional art form using cow/buffalo bone and horns to create intricate decorative items and jewelry, originally tied to Hindu mythology and spirituality, with artisans in villages like Tampak Siring transforming animal by-products into cultural artifacts, often featuring deities, mythical creatures like Garuda, and spiritual symbols for homes, temples, and international markets. The process involves sterilizing bones (often from slaughterhouses), carving with chisels and files, and polishing, turning organic material into detailed sculptures and functional art.
By Guy lynn10 days ago in Chapters
Once Worry-less Questions to Heavy Messages and Conversations
“Hey let me know when you get home” “I’m home.” “Are you safe?” “It’s 2 am and it’s dark out be careful of unmarked cars”
By Cadma11 days ago in Poets
🅼🅸🅳🅽🅸🅶🅷🆃 🆂🅽🅰🅲🅺🆂
"It's 10 in Tuscon! We all know what that means... It's Time for Midnight Snacks with your man, Gerald Gee! Ready to spend the night together? Me too! I'm full of snacks and can't wait to regurgitate them all back into your hungry ears. Crack a brew! Pop some corn! Anything to get ready for one hell of a show where the talk maybe cheap but the words cut deep...
By Lamar Wiggins11 days ago in Fiction
The Summer I Was Chosen by a Northern Mockingbird
During the long, suspended days of the pandemic, a wild mockingbird began visiting my driveway and chose me, again and again. What started as a strange encounter became a brief, meaningful connection that I still carry with me.
By Erica Roberts 13 days ago in Petlife
Rage. Content Warning.
Content Warning: Domestic Violence, Assault Rage D. A. Ratliff “Who did this?” My voice echoed through the house. All I wanted was a cup of tea, but one of the twins, running through the house like maniacs, knocked it over. My nerves tingled, and every muscle in my body felt coiled like a spring. Survival seemed out of reach.
By D. A. Ratliff14 days ago in Fiction
who may write softly,
today, the government issued a warning to all would-be poets and writers. here are its contents in their entirety. may all writers heed these words, as they make the difference between being read and the most terrible fate of all:
By kp11 days ago in Poets
Five—One Grounding
Five—Locked in a perpetual battle against my failing senses and reason, I fight to survive, to get through; I am afraid of... nothingandeverythingallatonce—...—my mouth is dry, and my muscles seize up... what can I see? I can see the birdcage and birds; I can see the watercolour my beautiful wife painted many years ago and unlocked her journey into art; I can see the empty mug of tea as it sits perilously on the arm of the sofa; how many is that now? Three down, two to go; I can also see a jackdaw on the roof of our neighbour's house across the road and a bookcase of potential—Five things you can see.
By Paul Stewart15 days ago in Poets
Letter I — Love as an Enchanted Homeland
Letter I – From Layth to Aida The Void, beyond the 22nd century To the velvet-hearted, Aida, I offer you an empty poem, perhaps it might ease
By LUCCIAN LAYTH17 days ago in Confessions
all that truly matters
The petals shone brightly as they fell, the promise of spring hanging sweetly in the air. Buckshot smiled, wondering when he had last seen peach trees blossoming in April, certainly not here in New Mexico, but the answer was slow in coming. He was so tired, so very tired as he reclined on the floor of the storage room that he completely forgot why he was even there.
By John Cox15 days ago in Fiction
Crumbling laughter. Content Warning.
Scroll the next video Hit another streaming service Add an extra hour of work Can you feel your skin slowly grinding to dust?
By KuroHoshi15 days ago in Poets
📢 Raise Your Voice Thread: 01/22/2026
Our “Raise Your Voice Threads” are hosted most alternating Thursdays at 12PM ET to offer creators more avenues to uncover exceptional stories on Vocal. As we are continuously searching for fresh creators and inspiring stories, this thread provides an opportunity to exchange and discuss the stories that have moved and motivated us on Vocal.
By Raise Your Voice by Vocal11 days ago in Resources
Still Wondering...
I love the sound of your smile when we’d talk on the phone . the stories and small moments you'd share . I love your mind
By Justin Keeling15 days ago in Poets