Humor
Octavia Girl Vol. I
Introduction Sardius was alone in the interview room as bright lights shone in his eyes and voices rang out from behind the blinding rays. No one was there. The voices from the panel of interviewers rang through a speaker system. He couldn’t see them, but there were cameras pointed at him like guns.
By Stephanie Van Ormanabout a month ago in Fiction
The Baker's Paradox
Rutaa wiped the sweat draining off his bald head like a stream before drinking an entire goblet of water. The water wasn’t cool, nothing in his bakery was cool at the best of times, but the festival wasn't the best of times for a baker. He appreciated the humble reprieve none the less.
By Matthew J. Frommabout a month ago in Fiction
Unvalentined
it's become rather predictable, with all the flowers sprayed a holiday, inventional, to keep the sellers paid a day set, wholly acceptable, putting romance on parade February fourteenths sentimental, and they call it valentines day seems we're all susceptible, as subtle as a snake or razorblade bound to get us all in trouble, wearing a lovers accolade what seems harmless and elemental, leaves you needing a band-aid affections turned to rituals, handled like a hand grenade everyone is expendable, you can't escape unscathed first blood is unforgettable, until everyone is maimed so hold on to you receptacle, not everyone enjoys getting sprayed the carnage can be survivable, when love is written on a heart shaped page ***
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a month ago in Fiction
