literature

Whether written centuries ago or just last year, literary couples show that love is timeless.

  • LaVonne 'HONEYXBUN' Powell
    Published a day ago
    Refused

    Refused

    Her alarm clock goes off again for the third time as she tosses and turns in bed wide eyed. "Another day Angelina, another day for sure" she says, as she rolls out of bed. Releasing a halitosis-filled sigh and yawn. Angelina stares into the darkness of her dorm room, as 8 AM sunlight streaks through the lines of closed blinds resembling white thread on the floor. Angelina puts on her glasses signifying she is going to start her day. Stubbing her toe while making her way to the bathroom, she curses her vile words into the silence. "I need to sleep with lights on now?" she questions, as she examines her toe.
  • B Goldberg
    Published 12 days ago
    The Straight Little Prince

    The Straight Little Prince

    Once upon a time, there lived a straight little Prince in a very cold Kingdom. In the only world he’s ever known, the little Prince lived in the Kingdom of Winter; the coldest, yet most beautiful realm out of all of the surrounding seasonal Empires.
  • uncia desu
    Published 13 days ago
    Les Fables de Pierre Lapointe

    Les Fables de Pierre Lapointe

    These are two one-shots inspired by two different songs, Nu devant moi and Feuilles d'argent, feuilles d'or. One subject links them both: friends with benefits.
  • The Last City
    Published 14 days ago
    Willfully Human: A Novel

    Willfully Human: A Novel

    There are times I think I could be a photographer.
  • Ahsan
    Published 23 days ago
    The Doll writes?

    The Doll writes?

    The dolly writes introducing
  • Elise Zam
    Published 29 days ago
    One Simple Lie

    One Simple Lie

    Jake dropped his baseball bat by the fence and grabbed my hand as we walked.
  • Sharlene Alba
    Published about a month ago
    Avenues: Ch. 2

    Avenues: Ch. 2

    I was twenty-three when I received the keys to my first studio apartment at Three-Forty-Seven Manhattan Avenue. No kid my age could afford such a thing. Especially with a record under my belt. But with Willie’s help at the time, he managed to get my record expunged and forced me to use the certification I gained during my two year stay in jail to get the kind of job that could help me pay the bills. Who knew learning about how to fix computers and shit would come in handy. Of course just fixing broken screens and replacing dead batteries weren’t enough to sustain the rent alone. Willie helped me get into a city program that paid for at least half and the rest I had to cover. Hence where RideShare came in. I’d heard about it one day while grabbing a quick bite to eat downstairs at the corner store and managed to get the details from the store owner who frequently used the ride service. Not too long after that, I was part of the RideShare explosion and picked up passengers from the airport almost every weekend when I wasn’t working at my other job.
  • Nadine Bencherif
    Published about a month ago
    Volleyball Game
  • Reija Sillanpaa
    Published about a month ago
    The Watcher

    The Watcher

    Your alarm goes off at 6.15. As usual you press the snooze button, turn on your side and doze off for another ten minutes. You always had to have that ten minutes. When the alarm goes off again, you switch it off, turn on the bedside light and sit up.
  • Henrietta Efunnuga
    Published about a month ago
    WHERE THE BREEZE LEADS...

    WHERE THE BREEZE LEADS...

    Bitter tears rolled down his face, streaking across the blue shirt and ironed black trousers that encompassed his gentle 5 ft 10 in-200 pound body. And she watched him, heart breaking, mind going back to the conversation they had two weeks ago.
  • Ky Navarro
    Published about a month ago
    Tomorrow
  • Sharlene Alba
    Published about a month ago
    Avenues: Chapter 1