a prose poem by Qainat — With a flick of my wrist, I jot down the first stream of venom that flows from the tip of my pencil to attack this very paper. I can write in quick, short, choppy sentences. They’re small. They’re tough. They knock you down. You don’t expect it. The sudden…
a flash fiction mystery by Terrel that was recently published on Teen Ink Today is like every other day. For a blind man like yourself, who seems to be concealed in fear, what is there to expect? Well, despite being tied up to a chair with iron rings around each of your fingers, claws on…
a lyric poem by Qainat Kenopsia: n. the eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that’s usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet Opia: n. the ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable How much can you see? When you look into my eyes,…
a flash fan fiction piece by Stephannie The samurai called Jack drew the cup of tea to his lips before exhaling a deep sigh, watching his breath form in the chilly evening. He shuddered a bit, for his kimono did not warm him up from the bitter wind, before unfolding the paper an anonymous messenger…
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