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- Runner-Up in Epistolary Challenge
Hermione Granger Claps Back
Dear Joanne, In the early days, they lauded you for the way you sacrificed my beauty for intelligence – so brave, that –
Sea Glass
Bonnie stumbles in the moonlight as she bends over to look for sea glass. I’m certain she can’t make out trash from treasure in this dark, but sure enough, I hear her laugh a few moments later. When she skips back from the pebbles and waves, towards my Muskoka chair, her purse of beach finds bulges. Her sundress catches around her legs and sand trickles from her hips. I light a joint and offer her a drag.
sleepy draftsPublished 12 months ago in FictionNoise
Unknown Noises The house was quiet. He was alone. He wanted to be alone, he wanted quiet, no television, no radio. He switched off his phone. He wanted peace. He wanted to rest, He would have it.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 12 months ago in FictionComprehension ≠ Embodiment
We've probably all been guilty of this at some point in our lives. I know I have. Someone explains something to me. It's easy enough to understand. So then I think I 'know how to do it' because I know 'about' it.
My little Brother
From the window I watched As he, Round Rock the other side of the road. He abodes the same facial expression... Gaping stoutly forward.
HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)Published 12 months ago in Fiction- First Place in Epistolary Challenge
From a Secret Admirer
Dear Luna, While you've not known that I exist, In shadows deep, I've stood And memorized your every curve Relentlessly, since boyhood.
Dana CrandellPublished about a year ago in Poets - Second Place in Epistolary Challenge
Dear Resusci Annie
Dear Resusci Annie, I know we just met and this seems forward, Excuse my hands as I place them thus, Two fingers at your bust,
Judey KalchikPublished about a year ago in Poets Epistolary Challenge Winners
What a unique Challenge, to write a poem in letter form. This brilliant idea was inspired by Korina Camel from our Shape the Future of Vocal session!
Vocal Curation TeamPublished 12 months ago in ResourcesFrom the Aquarian Journal - A Whiney-ass Expose'
From the Aquarian Journal - A Whiney-ass Expose *** Content Warning: Contains Whining, Self-pity and Explicit Language*** There are moments, as part of the human condition, when I just want to give it all up - throw in the towel - bury my head in the sand - blame everything or everyone else. Well, I guess it’s just one of those days (don’t listen to this song, which contains very vulgar language and references, if you are offended by such things). But, in the end, I just can’t, or won’t. Guess I’m stubborn like that. What I have learned over decades is that, once I spend a short time whining and berating myself, I like to take a deep-dive into my own reality, burst the delusions, and improve where I need to improve. The “fault” is rarely external. It’s not - Poor me - nobody likes me or my writing - they just don’t understand.
KJ AartilaPublished 12 months ago in Journal5 Harsh Life Truths That Even The Most Optimistic Folks Will Face, And Exactly How To Face Them Head-On (And Thrive)
"Transformation is a process, and as life happens there are tons of ups and downs. It's a journey of discovery - there are moments on mountaintops and moments in deep valleys of despair." - Rick Warren
Rick MartinezPublished 12 months ago in HumansRedemption Song
Mornings with you are what make my heart sing those first moments when our eyes meet when sunlight falls across your face
The Invisible WriterPublished 12 months ago in FictionField of vision
It's like this: After a long climb, calves aching, we finally reach the upper deck and step through the arch
Sonia Heidi UnruhPublished 12 months ago in PoetsThem
After the confrontation, Lexi had to leave the apartment to clear her head. ‘A walk around the block will do,’ she thought to herself ‘or perhaps around the globe,’ she added in despair. The gravel scraped underfoot as she strode angrily across driveway after driveway and lights flashed over her face when she walked under streetlamps. She was moving fast, fast and away from her.
ThatWriterWomanPublished 12 months ago in FictionA Little City Music
They say this city never sleeps I say it is a Shepard tone an escalator of illusion forever rising, forever falling a conductor-less orchestra eternally
Post-Anthropocene
She dreamed of magic coming back upon her birth. Her sky was the inside of her shell. Her name was in her bones, but she hadn't grown into it yet.
Matthew DanielsPublished 12 months ago in Fiction📢 Raise Your Voice Thread: 5/18/23
Starts at 12PM ET on 5/18/23. Our “Raise Your Voice Threads” are hosted to offer creators more avenues to uncover exceptional stories on Vocal. As we are continuously searching for fresh creators and inspiring stories, this thread provides an opportunity to exchange and discuss the stories that have moved and motivated us on Vocal.
Raise Your Voice by VocalPublished 12 months ago in ResourcesRipples in the Calm
Chapter One Every night at midnight, the purple clouds come out to dance with the blushing sky. 'Ugh!' Jacob scribbled out the lines in frustration before ripping the sheet from his notebook and throwing the crumpled ball of paper over his shoulder.
Lilly CooperPublished 12 months ago in FictionWrong House
He told himself he'd be okay with whatever happened. He made a promise to himself and to Michelle. All lies. A foolish dream that he'd be the bigger person for once.
Heather HublerPublished 12 months ago in FictionLevels
We're so high that the railroad below is a miniature toy train set. “We stay together", Ellie affirms, squeezing my hand. But I'm afraid. My soul drops as the dragon screeches. The beast is prehistoric, modern-day, and futuristic... all at once. Life has become a video game.
A Tender Heart
We met in a coffee shop. Our hands touched when you grabbed your drink. You took a sip. Said it tasted exquisite. I said I liked your smile.