Aaron Morrison

Joined July 2022

116 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)___).

Author of Miscellany Farrago

insta: @theaaronmorrison

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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
Just Chill
Stinging fissures On arid pink knuckles On hands gloveless and mittenless As crispy crunch and crackle And squeak like Styrofoam friction
By Aaron Morrison3 months ago in Poets
...And The Bees Made Honey
Pulsing swarm Fluttering Humming Never ceasing toil Here To there Return again To Build Create Beyond the sum of whole
By Aaron Morrison3 months ago in Poets
The Willowbrook Home for Foundlings. Honorable Mention in Through the Keyhole Challenge.
Cecil pressed his eye against the pupil-sized hole in the wall as he hunched down in the shadows of the west hall at The Willowbrook Home for Foundlings, which had been his home for the past month or so.
By Aaron Morrison3 months ago in Fiction
Lunartic. Runner-Up in Letters to the Moon Challenge. Top Story - October 2025.
Dear Moon I hope this letter finds you well I know you go through phases So it’s tricky to tell Please excuse my rumination
By Aaron Morrison3 months ago in Poets
Terminus
Red gives way to purple Staining the cordillera Before bleeding into oblivion While the moon has closed her eye against us
By Aaron Morrison4 months ago in Poets
Ignis Fatuus
Enthralling dancer Guide me forward Beneath these withered branches Taranis has blotted out the moon and stars And I have no other attendant
By Aaron Morrison4 months ago in Poets
Just Another Tuesday. Top Story - October 2025.
Three loud bangs against the door, followed by the ringing of the doorbell like someone trying to win a button mashing minigame in Mario Party, jolted Clarence upright from his partial recline on the couch.
By Aaron Morrison4 months ago in Fiction
Tenebrous Night
I stare at the door Footsteps clomping down the hall Father picks the lock
By Aaron Morrison4 months ago in Poets
Years of Fabrication
Intricately carved or painted For ritual performance Over gauze swaddled face To display what I perceive is to be expected
By Aaron Morrison5 months ago in Poets
In Balance
Hush of golden grace Whispers in red dogwood leaves Cooling sigh of God
By Aaron Morrison5 months ago in Poets