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.
…and pulled and somehow managed to get free from their grip. He had to run, had to get away. He had to make his escape. He pushed them away from him. As he turned to flee, he felt a scratch on his arm. He swore and turned to see the nurse still smiling, the needle sunk deep into his arm…
By Chris Platt
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… no use for lawyers
lest they’re fighting on my side
and win my case but …
By Ken Gosse
Read More… you’re searching for the smartest way to start, the most impressive way to make an entry into an industry, the right moment to strike, the best climate under which to cultivate new habits, the morality of a new move, someone has…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read More… at the delightful sojourn,
With the auburn drowning in her,
I always waited for the …
By Orbindu Ganga
Read More…steepled his hands
and rocked in his dark office chair
as he prayed for distance
between the call…
By Andy Cooper
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… to the spark that starts the flame,
Cheers to the risk, the thrill, the game.
Cheers to the moments we chase…
By Emmatobs
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…went over the mountain to see what he could see. The groundhog surveys my backyard for exactly the same reason. The birds on the deck are glad to have discovered the…
By K. L. Shipley
Read More…excuses we sow mature into good reasons to extend our stay. We do not realize how we have outgrown our new environment until moving on becomes expensive. It is then we realize…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read More…at the house through the windscreen and tried to gather his thoughts. This was it. It was time to admit everything and face the consequences. He knew what he had done was wrong. He knew he should have come sooner. It was time. Even if the outcome was bad for him, he would still…
By Chris Platt
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