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• Can Things Get Any Worse?

  by Ezzie 4 days ago

  I am going to die young. I’m going to die.

  I’m going to die of AIDS.

  My child is going to die of AIDS.

  And all because of …

• Deserted

  by Stovohobo 28 days ago

  That night was cold. The moon hung wan and swollen in the dead sky as wind barraged Jonathan’s camp.

  His eyes slid open as t…

• Strain 7

  by N555champ /\and/\ X-Ninja about 1 month ago

  2011 was the year the virus hit. The world was too stubborn to accept that they were in a major crisis. Even the American pre…

• The Writer Utilizes Poetry As a Weapon

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  “What d’you mean, ‘come again’?” I said, looking up at him. “My mother used to read me these poems.”

  “As a child? No wonde…

• Ricky:Part 2

  by N555champ /\and/\ X-Ninja about 1 month ago

  Ricky awoke on the exact same spot he had blacked out on. His couch. He rubbed his eyes with his grubby hands and immediately…

• Mark: Part 1

  by N555champ /\and/\ X-Ninja about 1 month ago

  Mark ran into a damp alleyway, sweating like an animal. Had he really saw what he thought he saw? Or was it just his imaginat…

• Ricky: part 1

  by N555champ /\and/\ X-Ninja about 1 month ago

  Ricky dropped his heavy body onto the already sagging couch. He clicked the television to life before bringing a bent Camel f…

• The Writer Leaves an Unintentional Compliment

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  I leaned back, several thoughts swimming in my head as I watched the fire take its last breaths.

  “You’ve been silent for q…

• The Writer Mulls Over Earlier Events

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  I hadn’t understood then, but I can now laugh with her warnings.

  _Our family was never one for very radical things – we lo…

• The Writer Keeps Remembering

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  I quickly averted my eyes (which were stupidly swimming with tears), and sniffed abruptly.

  “Sorry,” _I hastily apologized,...