Aaron Morrison

Joined July 2022

114 stories

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Born during a (___natural disaster___), Aaron spends his free time exploring (___unusual location (plural) ___) and raising domesticated (___fictional creature (plural)___).

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insta: @theaaronmorrison

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Angler Management
Bucket hat on Monofilament line Box full of bait And nothing but time 12 pack in the cooler Folding camp chair Set up at the dock
By Aaron Morrisonabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Old Fashioned
Surrounded by friends None of which are mine While Wheatus plays The pretty one chews her nails And the third wheel blonde checks her phone
By Aaron Morrison11 days ago in Poets
Stepping Out. Top Story - December 2025.
The gravel of the walkway shifted under the soles of his shoes, and responded to each step with its constant crunching and clacking chatter. The throng of gray and white raised their voices in deliberation, discussing matters of import that had been left unsaid for days.
By Aaron Morrison11 days ago in Fiction
Aether-Skin Transit Bundle
PLEASE READ ALL INSTRUCTIONS BEFORE BEGINNING! POR FAVOR, LEA TODAS LAS INSTRUCCIONES ANTES DE COMENZAR! VEUILLEZ LIRE ATTENTIVEMENT TOUTES LES INSTRUCTIONS AVANT DE COMMENCER!
By Aaron Morrison19 days ago in Fiction
To All Residents of Sunset Thistle Estates
This joint communiqué Brought to you by The Neighborhood Watch And the HOA Warning! Warning! Creatures have been spotted
By Aaron Morrison22 days ago in Poets
Meater Heater
Foil-lined container Keeps in and radiates out Scent of fried poultry
By Aaron Morrison22 days ago in Poets
The Science of the Praying Mantis
Enamored by your piety Drawn in Feel seen by your eyes Compound and simple You perceive me Be an easy task To reach out and grasp me
By Aaron Morrison29 days ago in Poets
Unspoken. Runner-Up in Villanelle of Regret Challenge.
I watched the night swallow the day Forced to let the outcome be And thought of things I didn't say My whispered ruminating led me astray
By Aaron Morrisonabout a month ago in Poets
Winter Rituill
I have been going through the old, worn Puma shoebox that is my mind, struggling and looking for an answer to what, if any, winter tradition or ritual I have been a part of.
By Aaron Morrisonabout a month ago in Humans
Rat-Faced Boy
Carnival’s here You want to go? I simply look up And shake my head no They have carousels A flume and The Whip A scrambler
By Aaron Morrison2 months ago in Poets
Lawrence
“Dad!” Kevin turned his head to aim his shout down the stairs to his father, who was somewhere on the first floor.
By Aaron Morrison2 months ago in Fiction
Until They Count My Rings
My roots exposed like mangroves Though my past provides no habitat For anything good to thrive in At least not from what I can see
By Aaron Morrison2 months ago in Poets