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When the Robots Took My Job
This is for RM Stockton's Write Club prompt for the month of April: AI Please allow me to vent. For "college," I went to a scam school that is now closed. We were promised internships that were never spoken of again after admissions, and we were promised help finding jobs. The first time I went to the career counselor's office, she was completely frazzled. She had no idea what to do with us, the film majors. The second time I visited her office, I let her know that I'd found myself a job, and she was visibly relieved.
Rebekah ConardPublished 4 days ago in JournalHall of mirrors
Things used to matter, before all the noise. And at that time when things still had meaning, there had been dreaming too, when dreams still mattered. And the brightest dream from those times was full of mountains and seas and smiles and the types of passion that absorbs you the way a dog is absorbed by witnessing something for the first time: with absolute presence, and awe.
Giulia VitiPublished 2 days ago in FictionThe Moon is Chaos
Even now, I think about your vulnerable waxing, clinging to us with a bold strobe-light, spotlight, nestling your tragedies
Mackenzie DavisPublished 2 days ago in PoetsMovie Review: 'The People's Joker' is Among the Best of 2024
The People's Joker (2024) Directed by Vera Drew Written by Vera Drew, Bri LaRose Starring Vera Drew, Lynn Downey, Christian Calloway, Scott Aukerman, Bob Odenkirk, Tim Heidecker
Sean PatrickPublished 4 days ago in PrideAsk Me In December
Ask me in December If I love you And I will close my eyes and smile I will take my time before I speak I will breathe you in like a candle of pine
angela hepworthPublished 4 days ago in Poets📢 Raise Your Voice Thread: 04/25/2024
Our “Raise Your Voice Threads” are hosted every other Thursday at 12PM ET 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 about 21 hours ago in ResourcesLow Whistles
The wind has a low whistle, coming from the north east. It’s the end of April. The wind shouldn’t be coming from the north east.
Diana PennPublished 3 days ago in PoetsTry These
How carefully some choose the right footwear Occasion, mood, height, weight, color and style Collapse the search parameters; they care
D. J. ReddallPublished a day ago in PoetsPower of Faith
The power of faith is amazing Don't worry, I don't mean religious faith, I'm not here to convert you, though if you are religious you might relate to this just as well in your own way
Donny FoleyPublished a day ago in HumansTurning
“I don’t know what I would do without you,” turns to “I don’t know what to do with you,” turns to “I don’t know,”
Sam Eliza GreenPublished 2 days ago in PoetsLife by Misadventure
What just happened? There was a loud bang as if my tire exploded underneath me. Everything paused, slowed right down until I could feel the vibrations of seconds ticking past - then something shifted.
S.K. WilsonPublished 5 days ago in FictionI Should Have Asked For Better
Here is Bab's unofficial challenge piece: *** I kept asking for December because it's the only time I remembered the season matched my state of mind
Alexandria StanwyckPublished 3 days ago in PoetsBeaten by an AI
Wanna know what my most popular story of all time is? Well if we are judging by the number of reads on the Vocal platform it is this one:
Raymond G. TaylorPublished a day ago in Writers113 Entanglement Happens
Entanglements are trouble. Yet, we all live in a quantum world where entaglement happens. Like shit happens. It doesn't end at Planck lengths, does it? Quantum rolls uphill for those astute enough to notice.
Gerard DiLeoPublished 5 days ago in FictionThe Meeting Place
The sky is a brilliant topaz blue; not a cloud in sight. There is a gentle breeze warmed by the overhead sun. A faint tinkling sound, like delicate glass windchimes is carried on the breeze.
J. Delaney-HowePublished 4 days ago in PoetsVocal Bonus Leaderboard: 04/24/2024
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 a day ago in ResourcesIn The Blink of Her Eye
Time itself bent and morphed, allowing Shannon the precious seconds needed to see and adjust to the disaster unfolding in front of her. Each frame showed minute details she would have missed had the clock not slowed down until she heard every click of the hands as they swept toward the end of everything. If only she was being melodramatic...
Lisa VanGalenPublished 4 days ago in FictionEnough
She couldn’t discern the moment it happened; suddenly there was too much air, too much light, too much life. It was too much air for her to breathe.
S.J.Published 6 days ago in ConfessionsTrapped With A Neurodivergent Mind
I did not ask to be this way, to live with the reminder that I am always going to be different. It's like a prison and I'm doing my life sentence.
Angel AdagioPublished 4 days ago in PoetsEncyclopedia of Hours
Time passed slowly here, in this quaint prison. It had once been his grandmother's house. He had lived here as a child, slept on the same rotted mattress. The nicotine stains turned the ivory wallpaper the colour of weak chamomile.
Carly BushPublished 4 days ago in Fiction