The Abstract Art Gallery
A writing gallery created by writers from around the world. From poetry to song lyrics, from essays to entire novels and short stories.
…Langston Penniman sat on the edge of his bed, stretching his black fingers. Everything had either twisted up on him or shrunk except his stomach. Once six-foot-five, he now plunged to six two, still tall, but not the imposing dignitary he once was standing behind the lectern in front of his…
By DC Diamondopolous
Read More…afternoon, mother and son bonded with a game of eight ball played on the table next to the Olympic-sized swimming pool. The help, taking a respite from cleaning, serving, and bartending, surreptitiously eyed Mother expertly lining-up combinations, her sarong pulled high above her…
By Michael Ellman
Read More…capitol was far noisier than expected. Mother and father told him stories of their time at court of course, but stories were never a substitute for the real thing. He received an overhead view on his way into the city from the back of Gerrion. His familiar provided an excellent means of…
By Logan Berry
Read More…figured this would be an easy gig. Just one of the several guys providing security for the concert. Different story if this had been a band favored by a rowdy crowd – like Metallica or the Rolling Stones. No, this one featured the pop duo Dawn and Divo, teenage heart throbs. Still, the qualification to serve as security was to be imposing. At 6’3” and 230 pounds with combat experience, Zack fit the bill. He’d been…
By John Baldwin
Read More…wakes up screaming the night it happens. The screaming is before and undoubtedly why Candace won’t believe what happens next. The screaming is the first few seconds of a nightmare that Mish refuses to have, a practiced scream to wake herself up. And she does. And she goes to the window and checks the newly installed bars, and she grips the metal with her hands and shakes to make…
By Tayler Bunge
Read More…was a bright Monday morning, regardless of the fact that bright was hardly the right word to describe the dark event that the country woke up to. Prominent lawyer, Philip Enmebaragesi was found dead in the infant hours of the…
By Allan Shawa
Read More…slammed the door behind him and jogged over to his gleaming black range rover. Eight weeks old, he laughed, as he sped off down the road, that mutt was probably half that. Still, she was off his hands and he had another lot of pups to shift to more unsuspecting…
By Chris Platt
Read More…snatched her father’s Toronto Blue Jays baseball cap from his head, of thick dark hair, and tossed his hat onto the pedestrian crosswalk. Javier chuckled as he picked up his hat, dusted the visor, and returned it to his head. He pushed Corie’s stroller along the busy sidewalks of Bloor Street West. They strolled near the neo-Victorian house, which Olivia’s salary and fees as an international trade lawyer allowed them…
By John Tavares
Read More…went into the pub and made his way to the bar. The place was busy with people, like him, celebrating the fact it was Thursday evening, and wishing the weekend was already here. Maybe if they drank enough they would skip Friday and come straight out at Saturday…
By Chris Platt
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