Prose
Hearts Are on Backorder
Cupid’s missive arrived at dawn. Crisp parchment, embossed seal, the kind that smells faintly of longing. A formal rejection, folded once. Love is unavailable at this time, it read. Your heart, a bureaucratic backlog. Appeals can take six to eight lifetimes. The aorta collapsed in protest. Veins threatened a walkout.
By Tiffany Harris12 months ago in Poets
"EVIL HUMPTY DUMPTY FALLS". Content Warning.
This is a tall tale of evil and good and how evil clowns & charlatans tried to steal from the poor to supply the wealthy. There have been many stories written throughout the decades of time. I author this tale of an evil Humpty Dumpty and Joker in the year of our Lord 2025. Pull up a chair, grab a popcorn, and a cup of hot cocoa and we will sit by the fireplace telling tales of good vs evil in a world of chaos. The truth is in the video I created in Microsoft Video Editor Pro.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 12 months ago in Poets
Title: A Whisper Beneath the Stars
“A Whisper Beneath the Stars” It was the first evening of autumn when she returned to the small town by the sea—the place she once called home. The air was thick with the scent of salt and fading summer flowers, and the sky blushed in hues of amber and rose. Memories swirled around her like fallen leaves, rustling softly beneath her footsteps.
By Your aurthor12 months ago in Poets







