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Linda
I prefer the nurse with a rasp for a voice. She knows it all- has seen your bottom, and does not care. She has
Rebecca SiemeringPublished 8 months ago in PoetsGood Enough
Sweetheart those russet orbs Settling inside your eyes, Those aren't boring as you say. Glint resembles the fireflies Tea, honey and sweet lies. Anxious to capture it's prey.
Sumayya SharminPublished 12 days ago in PoetsThe day I saw the light leave your eyes
The day I saw the light leave your eyes, something snapped within me. Something elemental and numbing. As if my environment flattened to black and white.
Munson's Microfiction: My Tears Need A Minute
A New Unofficial Challenge Has Arrived 🥳 I'm thrilled to announce my first unofficial challenge sponsorship via Vocal! As of yesterday, 2 May 2024, my Vocal catalogue proudly contains 150 pieces. For me, that's an unimaginable milestone. I've penned 118 pieces since 7 February 2024, and in large part other Vocal writers have encouraged and supported me into posting all sorts of writing, from poetry to horror to fae tales to confessions. The ride so far has been breathtaking!
Christy MunsonPublished 30 days ago in FictionStegosaurus Sophie
You don’t see me, do you? So carefully posed in parched contempt. This is survival beyond injury and death, all these plates and spikes. This
Rae SolacePublished 11 days ago in PoetsA Love Letter to Travel Photography
We've all pondered the idea of "if money was no object". We've all considered what we might do if we were financially free; if we could make decisions without ever considering the "bottom line".
Sophia CareyPublished 12 days ago in Wanderghost of a wallflower
~ it's hard to miss what you never had, to hear others grieving hugs and kisses and conversations with family who loved them unconditionally,
Heather HublerPublished 11 days ago in PoetsGolinda and Gallopatrot go to the Emerald Isle
The short days were getting longer. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the blue hour created the magic of the darkest phase of twilight. It was time to put Oliver to bed. Yaya felt the muse come alive when he asked for a story.
Katherine D. GrahamPublished 12 days ago in WanderLetter to My Younger Self
“Have you ever thought about accepting yourself as you are right here and now? That you are good enough — perfect in fact — just as you are?” ― Hillary Allen, Out and Back: A Runner’s Story of Survival Against All Odds
Gabriela Trofin-TatárPublished 11 days ago in HumansVocal Bonus Leaderboard: 05/22/2024
Welcome to the weekly update of the Leaderboard! We're thrilled to showcase Vocal's most discussed stories, popular picks, and rising stars. Let's dive into this past week's standout contributors and their remarkable achievements.
Vocal TeamPublished 11 days ago in Resources- Content Warning
The Price I Pay
Here is a link to Randy Baker's Challenge: Prompted #4 *** Joseph It smells like desperation. Actually, it smells like bleach trying to hide the smell of urine, death, and desperation permanented into the studs of my new home. Even as the perky redhead in scrubs pushes me around in my wheelchair, blathering on about the different rooms and the schedule for the week, I can see a man pouring bleach in a bucket, preparing yet another attempt to mask the bits of horrid smell still peeking through.
Alexandria StanwyckPublished 13 days ago in Fiction Impatiens for the Soul
Content Warning: Mention of mental illness Impatiens for the Soul D. A. Ratliff Looking down at the colorful blooms bursting out of their pots, I remembered when my mother and I first planted these together. A lot of water has flowed since then—water for the impatiens and tears for me.
D. A. RatliffPublished 13 days ago in FictionAlone
Hello there. It’s been a long time growing: something soft, and sweet, and delicately written, tied with a bow. Been busy writing product pages,
Unmasking the Winchester Mystery House
Hollywood loves capturing our minds and imaginations and showing us visually compelling stories. However, it's important to peel back the layers of truth on cinematic claims that boast "inspired by true events" or "based on a true story." Such is the case with the movie Winchester.
Crystal A. WolfePublished 12 days ago in WanderWinner's Circle: Prompted #4
INTRODUCTION I proclaim Prompted #4 as a success! If you don't know or don't recall the particulars of this challenge, get up to speed HERE.
Randy BakerPublished 12 days ago in WritersThank You, Stegosaurus
when I was four, I knew you for the first time I could see you so clearly the Stegosaurus your name was among the first I ever knew
angela hepworthPublished 12 days ago in PoetsBe Your Own Advocate Challenge
So, folks...I wanted to do something a bit different for my next challenge thingo. I wanted to turn things back on you - as many of you have been firm and constant supporters of me and I always feel I've been a let down in terms of reciprocating.
Paul StewartPublished 13 days ago in WritersMemory Lane: After Hours
this road, memory lane– visiting hours are closed i can't stay too long this road isn't as safe in the night a hot wind blows a burning song, lyrics i cannot fight
Josh MorganPublished 14 days ago in PoetsMovie Review: Under Parallel Skies - A Simple Yet Profound Romance
Life hits us when we least expect it, but that doesn’t mean the experience cannot be enjoyable. To paraphrase the protagonists of Under Parallel Skies, life happens in these little transitions.
Karina ThyraPublished 15 days ago in Geeks- Created with: Ollie
Why Indie and Otis Came to Love Ollie
Like most dog moms, the best part of my day is the time spent with my dogs. I have an 8 year old Pittie mix named Indie and a two year old Frenchie mix named Otis. Indie is my soul dog and the love of my life. She has inspired me to become a photographer, a business owner, and a creator, among other things. She is the smartest and most loyal creature who selflessly makes sure that I’m happy above all else. Most of the time, she knows how I’m feeling before I do. When we’re together, she’s my shadow–never more than a few inches from me at all times.
Brittney AveryPublished 12 days ago in Petlife