Stream of Consciousness
Beyond the Coffin. Content Warning.
On June 27, 2025, Liberia buried former President Samuel Kanyon Doe in a long-delayed state funeral—thirty-five years after his assassination plunged the nation into chaos. The ceremony, held in his native Zwedru, was draped in military protocol and symbolism. Yet for many of us who lived through the war, who carry its scars not just on our bodies but deep in our memories, it wasn’t closure. It was confusion. And pain. Again.
By Emmanuel Orlind Cooper7 months ago in Writers
The Second Cup
Every morning, I still make two cups of tea. One for me. One for her. It’s a ritual that doesn’t ask for permission. My body just moves—boil the water, drop the bags in, two spoons of sugar in hers, none in mine. I stir both. I wait. I carry them to the table. I set them down, just like always.
By Muhammad Maaz7 months ago in Writers
Why I'm Not Worried About AI. Top Story - June 2025.
Entering our third year of a post-AI world seems to have done little to dampen the hype around it. Buzzword or not, it’s hard to ignore the vigour in which tech is determined to crown itself the new feudal lord, constantly banging the marching drum of progress to the beat of enforced adoption. As a creative, I’m just as aware of the encroachment of AI, threatening the livelihood of artists, musicians, and writers.
By Conor Matthews7 months ago in Writers
We're All Going Home. Content Warning.
I want to destroy the whole wide world with nuclear weapons. I'm the worst writer in the whole wide world, but that's not why I want to destroy it. I'm tired of all the hatred, anger, hurt, and pain inside of me and outside of me. It's too much.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTAR7 months ago in Writers
Part of me was killed on Father's Day weekend.... Runner-Up in I Wrote This Challenge. Content Warning.
It was just before Father's Day. The kids had been getting disregulated when going into a store, so I opted to go to the store while they were gone to get a selection of Father's Day cards for them to choose from for their dad. I double checked with the manager that it was alright - as long as I returned any that were unused before noon on Saturday so that other people could purchase them. I think that I was the one who specified that as I know that making sales is very important and I really didn't want to inconvenience anyone. I'm not for sure though because I was having a hard time following through with what needed to be done for the kids.
By The Schizophrenic Mom7 months ago in Writers
Can You Please Pass the Salt
I am a pilgrim, willingly wandering into writing this piece, along with some other pilgrims who seek to create a postmodern narrative that destroys meaningless metafictions of wishful thinking and preconceived principles of realism.
By Katherine D. Graham7 months ago in Writers








