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The Locksmith’s Revenge
The Locksmith’s Revenge He worked in silence, keys spread like knives across the table. Each lock he touched remembered his touch, betrayed its weakness.
By Marie381Uk about 6 hours ago in Poets
A Mirror in the Mist
Renee Good reminds me of myself for a few reasons: a mother, a poet, and an activist with a hope that her words and witnessing could make a difference and shape awareness and intellectuality as she approached human-drenched topics like love, loss, life, and death, and the cycling through each of them. There is a specific kind of burden carried by those who feel the vibration of the world’s pain through the ink of their pens.
By Sai Marie Johnsonabout 6 hours ago in Humans
Vampires
My skull, a volcano My hair, lava because it flowed down my back ACDC logo humped my black t shirt
By DJ Robbinsabout 6 hours ago in Poets
The Memory of Ice
Ice was born without noise, without applause, without the drama of flame. It arrived as a pause in motion, a held breath of water
By Farhadiabout 6 hours ago in Poets
The Listening Room
I made a room inside my day where nobody gets to interrupt me. No phone buzzing like a bee, no “be positive,” No rushing to fix the feeling
By Milan Milicabout 6 hours ago in Poets
The Star That Remembers Us
Before the night learned how to speak in darkness, before silence discovered the courage to glow, there was a star— not loud, not commanding,
By Farhadiabout 6 hours ago in Humor
NOTICE OF CONTINUED OPERATION: SPIRITUAL MAINTENANCE PROTOCOL. AI-Generated.
Issued without fanfare. Effective upon receipt. All persons are advised that endurance is still required. Faith has not been discontinued, though it may feel
By Jessica Higginbothamabout 6 hours ago in Fiction
Drawing Back the Lines of Life
The first time Elias heard the phrase drawing back, it was not spoken aloud. It appeared instead in the slow movement of his own hands, hovering above a blank sheet of paper, uncertain whether to move forward or retreat. He was a draftsman by trade, a quiet observer by nature, and for most of his life he believed that progress meant only one thing: pushing ahead, adding lines, filling spaces, refusing to erase. Drawing back felt like failure. Like fear.
By Farhadiabout 6 hours ago in Fiction
Instructions for Letting Mercy Happen. AI-Generated.
1. Begin by clearing a small space. Not a room a pause. Turn down the noise where promises rehearse their excuses. Sit where the light doesn’t ask anything of you.
By Jessica Higginbothamabout 7 hours ago in Fiction
A Rooftop Encounter. Content Warning.
"The view is beautiful, isn't it?" "It is. I've never seen the city glowing so brightly. Do I know you?" "No. We haven't met. I like your hair. Pink suits you."
By Paul Finglabout 7 hours ago in Fiction
Handbags in Modern Fashion: Design, Function, and Consumer Perspectives
Handbags have long been more than simple accessories. Historically rooted in utility, they have evolved into cultural symbols reflecting personal style, social identity, and changing fashion trends. Today, handbags occupy a unique space where craftsmanship, branding, and consumer behavior intersect. From everyday carryalls to luxury-inspired designs, the handbag market continues to grow and diversify, especially among women seeking both practicality and visual appeal.
By charliesamuelabout 7 hours ago in 01
Be Prepared, Always Take a Taxi
Be Prepared, Always Take a Taxi The night stretches wide, the streets gleam with caution. Feet weary, laughter fading into the distant hum.
By Marie381Uk about 7 hours ago in Poets