Prose

Election Subversion Redux
What a summer for sequels 2024 was! Sadly, for American Christians who abandoned Christ's prescribed pacifism, and poverty vows, for Trump's vitriol, and vituperations, it's been more of a "Joker: Folie à Deux" summer. Once dubbed "America's Mayor" for his happenstance proximity to 9/11, Rudy Giuliani now goes by "Trump's latest, and greatest, mark." The lies he bellowed on TV, lies he dared not whisper under oath, cost Rudy two law licenses. But that's not all it cost him: In addition to a jersey once owned by Joe DiMaggio, and a Mercedes-Benz once owned by Lauren Bacall, a judge ordered Rudy to forfeit his NYC co-op to two election workers he repeatedly defamed. While making baseless claims that 2020's presidential election was stolen, rigged, or otherwise compromised, Giuliani falsely accused Ruby Freeman and Shaye Moss of miscounting ballots, concealing ballots, and tampering with voting machines. A flood of death threats followed his calumny. Freeman and Moss sued. A Washington jury awarded them $146-148 million.
By Chris Zabout a year ago in Poets
When the World Burns
When the world burns I will lay in your bed of roses-feel the lavender of your skin cool the heat of my wounds. And you shall turn your cheek to the comfort of my pulsing heart, where we then embrace the view of this Devine tragedy called life.
By Hyde Wunderli about a year ago in Poets
City Sound Preferences
Do the sirens of ambulances, fire trucks, and cop cars disturb you? This morning, none of those are singing. Just the alarm of a car huffing like it's being raped.
By Shanon Angermeyer Normanabout a year ago in Poets
A.L.F.
Arriving hungry Lighting our lives with laughter Feline devourer Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Autumn Leaf
Gently it descends, dancing in the breeze, A quiet melody, whispering tales of peace. An old memory of a springtime long gone,
By A.Petrovskiabout a year ago in Poets
Sky
Serene clouds drifting Kid’s red kites fluttering and Yawing in the wind
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
"EXHAUSTED OF THE INSANITY OF TODAY:. Content Warning.
EXHAUSTED OF THE INSANITY OF TODAY PEACE OUT! I am at a stand still If you will Tired of insanity everyday
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
Air Raid
Sirens paint the sky The color of my daughter's First lost baby tooth ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Tiffany Harrisabout a year ago in Poets
Golden Boy
What to do when the floor itself cannot hold me It crumbles away beneath my feet Struggling for so long just to bring my head above ground
By Joshua Bullabout a year ago in Poets
The Morning Walk
The dawn stretches, yawning over quiet streets. Shadows fade as the world awakens, each step a rhythm matching the heartbeat of morning. The air is crisp, a soft promise held in every breath.
By Gideon Kiprutoabout a year ago in Poets
A Mythic Quest for Curiosity and Courage
In a quiet village nestled between ancient forests and mountains, there lived a scrappy, curious cat named Finn. Finn was not the type to sleep the day away on sunny rocks like the other cats. He was a questioner, a seeker, forever nosing around places he didn’t belong, and always with the faintest glimmer of something mischievous in his green eyes.
By Honey Singhabout a year ago in Poets
To the ones who told me that I was too much
To the ones who told me that I was too much Radiance in its mirth smiles in the abundance of glee, In its glory, it holds the light that sets your darkness free.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets