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Amanda won’t sit down now. I hate that about her. Her elbows are at an uncomfortable looking angle and she won’t stop leaning on the dusty brick burger house wall. Her line of sight leads to nothing. She’s not facing anybody or anything.
Lisa HerdmanPublished 5 days ago in ConfessionsThe Anxious Writer’s Letter
The pressure to create is staggering. The clock is tickin’ and the audience is waiting. The lights are burning too hot, the pen is giving dirty looks, the empty page is a mockery.
Oneg In The ArcticPublished 14 days ago in ConfessionsVocal’s A Hit With The Limerick
Extra, Extra! Read all about it. Vocal is a hit with the new challenge for a Ludicrous Limerick. Vocalists are having a blast!!!
Stephanie J. BradberryPublished 23 days ago in Confessions
My Haiku Issue
Introduction When Vocal gave us the High-Ku challenge I was quite pleased, but a Japanese friend informed me that what I was writing was not actually haiku but in fact senryū. You can read about the two forms in the links below, but a haiku should include a preferably implied seasonal reference and a “cutting word” to redirect the poem. Vocal completely ignored this in the requirements and when I checked, I don't think one of the winning entries was a true haiku, though I may be wrong.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished about a month ago in ConfessionsI'll give you $50 if you tell my mom I'm unemployed
It seems my family has a long history of keeping secrets from its matriarchs. Some of it’s because we don’t want them to worry, sometimes it’s more about self-preservation.
D-DonohoePublished about a month ago in Confessionssometimes we just float
It’s that kind of morning where I should have gotten up when I actually woke up. But instead, I nestled deeper into the comforter and the comfort of my wife’s side.
Oneg In The ArcticPublished about a month ago in Confessions
Why I Didn’t Write Today
Introduction Well, you know that the title is an outright lie because you are reading this piece that I have written. I always feel compelled to write but I thought I would just list a few of the things that stop me from writing certain things. I am not really geared up to write in all Vocal’s Communities although I have written at least one story in every one, and the only way to check that out is to apply all the filters on my Profile page which is below. So I will drop into what stops me and what inspires me.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 2 months ago in ConfessionsPorcelain Elephants
The ashes arrived in a beautiful hand-carved wooden box. When I saw it, it was displayed next to a little porcelain figurine of a mother and son elephant. "You can have the figurine," mom said. I picked it up and turned it over in my hands. It was cute. It looked old. Vintage. I wanted to take a bat at it, scream that it was not enough. Fling it from a rooftop with a string of curses. Out loud I said, "You'd better keep it, mom. The kids will drop it."
D.S. FisichellaPublished 2 months ago in Confessions
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Writing in the Rain
It’s simple, close your eyes. Imagine that it’s raining. In your mind where are you, what are you doing, do you feel magic in the air?
JBazPublished about 2 hours ago in Confessions
The Unspoken Side of Tinder
As soon as my friend Laura downloaded Tinder, her life changed completely. Suddenly, she had a sea of potential dates at her fingertips, each one more exciting than the last. She went on dates with guys who were charming, funny, and seemingly perfect. But as she immersed herself deeper into the world of Tinder, she discovered the unspoken side of the app - the world of hookup culture and sexually transmitted diseases (STDs).
Life with LovePublished about 4 hours ago in Confessions
The Truth and Nothing But
It happened during a two-day period. The Earth seemed to be stuck in the comet’s tail as they cruised through space together. On day three, the unnamed and unexpected comet went on its merry way, leaving a thin coating of dust embedded on every surface of the planet and a drastically transformed human population. Some called the change a blessing from God, others described it as a curse from the devil himself. Whatever it was, people needed to learn to adjust to a new reality.
Mark GagnonPublished about 4 hours ago in ConfessionsBody Language Secrets To Attract Men
Women the world ’round have long yearned to know how to seduce men with body language. If you’re like them, you want one man in particular to know that you lust after him…but maybe don’t have the courage to say so out loud.
Esvy BikoumouPublished about 5 hours ago in Confessions
An open letter
I have always been quite vocal about my battles with mental health and never really focussed on my physical health issues, I suffer with a lot of what is known as invisible illnesses, by far the worst though is degenerative spinal disorder,gradually it has robbed me of the use of my legs the restrictions of my arms and now most recently issues with moving my head. Putting a brave face on everything is something I was conditioned to do as a child as were many of my generation.Over the years it has become harder and harder to do though. When you don't have much interactions with the outside world you start to see when you do venture out how sorry the world truly has become. Following a trip to my local supermarket on my mobility scooter I was nearly hit by a car and then sworn at by the driver for crossing the road in front of her, the fact that she had not indicated escaped her notice and even though I was up on two wheels it was hard to be angry when someone had rushed to my aid to help me,or so I thought, in actual fact the individual took the time to pick my pocket and steal my mobile phone....in the week since this has happened my disorder has progressed yet again due to the knock that I took, by far more worrying though is the fact that there is now no hope. Whenever I was out I never really pictured myself as vulnerable or cpmpletely disabled as I had some use of my arms,in fact I was a lot better off than a lot of other people in the world,I wore a smile on my face and tried my best to make light of everything. Now I can't, I've always had hope that at some point humanity would return to the human race and not be a legend of times gone past. We as a society have managed to achieve such a love of money and wealth that we pit ourselves against each other wanting what others have,more money,a nicer house,a bigger car or to feel superioir in some way no matter what or who gets in the way. Looing at the world now through changed eyes I despair for what my children will be left with when my life is done. There is very few acts of genuine kindness in the world unless it involves animals,but aren't we animls too? Just apparently better evolved than other species and yet they outstrip us at every turn on caring for their own.
Nadine HaighPublished about 6 hours ago in Confessions
Stranded Love
It was college now and I was pretty much excited for getting out of that traumatic school. College was however in the same little city so i preferred living in home to stay close to my relatives and parents. The first day of college came quite surprisingly early. I was pretty nervous because I spent my whole life studying with boys. However, my caring father dropped me for the first day and I checked in with the college. The campus came out to be big, but it lacked aesthetics. I walked through the corridors and watched grownups all walking blindly like they only had one purpose, which was to fulfil wherever they are heading right now. I headed towards the floor reception and he told me about my class. Upon reaching, it was just a bunch of students sitting in the class, I headed towards an empty chair away from anyone. Whilst sitting there, I noticed the hall was quite big, meanwhile student number was increasing until more of them came rushing in. I noticed there was not much of a space left and the population consisted more of girls. Being a boy with not much of a thing with girls, my anxiety kicked in there. The classes for that day went by quite slowly while staring my notebook pretty much all the time. Not much interaction was done on the first day however the second day arrived. I nervously sat down at a different spot this time and thus began the classes for the day. In mid lecture, this one girl came and there were a lot of stares for her, not her fault she was pretty. She was seated in the front and started admiring the large hall as well after the lecture until her eyes fell upon me because mine fell at her the moment, she stepped in. Days went by staring at each other and secretly determining each others name. Maybe, she was just waiting for the right time and so was I but the truth was I lacked confidence. Until eventually she started hanging out with someone else which I know shattered my heart. Our hall had changed after some months, and this had much space in it. I had made quite some friends now, and for this one lecture I wanted to sit alone and there was this girl I was pretty sure I noticed before. I started to look at her, and she was quite pretty, until she noticed me. I began to look at her again and again and every time I did, she looked back until it became a routine. We got close day by day and we both noticed we lacked confidence and mostly it was just some small talk or a simple smile. It seemed like we took lectures just for each other and just used to sit together and just look at each other. Once or twice, she helped me out of problems without actually asking for it and without saying anything, she went back to being a stranger. We were slowly falling for each other until we started talking and she told me that she had these caring parents and is staying away from all these social activities, like mobile phones and stuff. I was mostly nervous around her and at nights all I used to do other than sleeping was think about her. I had an idea once to ask her about her home that way we can hangout more, but the answer was next day when I saw her in my town market after college and apparently, she was my neighbor. Small world right, she noticed me as well but I thought it was better to stay away from this topic. My friends used to tell she liked me and I need to make a move because it's been quite some time now but whenever I see her, I see myself as an insecure nervous boy. Her friend used to tell me all she do is talk about you but we both were not just ready to handle that much weight until the worst thing happened. She transferred literally days after I was trying to build up the courage and pictured a complete future together. All this time I thought school was traumatic, but college had severely shattered my heart twice. I tried holding myself through rest of my batch and she visited back three times where we just looked into each other with regrets in our eyes. I still talk to her friend about her, and I have loved a woman after her and still do and I know she does as well, but I really want that girl to be here rather than the woman I am with. I know it is rude, but I will give up my world for her, just to see her again. No matter how hard I try to forget I simply cannot, and I still see a future together until maybe nature makes us meet again and may we sort out things and take mature decisions and God knows how hard I want us to be together until the end.
Ammar MahmoodPublished about 6 hours ago in Confessions
Deep Cleaning
Deep cleaning in my dads work shirt. He’s got a ton. Finally got me a pair of Jean shorts that I actually like. Never thought I’d be deep cleaning and drinking wine, we’ll see how this goes.
WandererPublished about 8 hours ago in ConfessionsHow you can take off the burden from your mind by just doing this easy thing
I am going to talk about a relatively simple , yet highly ignored concept . Today’s topic is power of confessions .
Farhan MirzaPublished about 8 hours ago in Confessions
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