Literature
Crimson
https://spillwords.com/wp-content/uploads/speaker/post-132428.mp3?cb=1747750761.mp3 Crimson written by: Thompson Emate As she stepped into the room, she noticed a bright smile...
Speedy Delivery
Speedy Delivery written by: Anastasia Loginova - Blossom was driven by a swirling mix of shame and anger. She wanted to escape...
Old Friends and Strangers
Old Friends and Strangers written by: Rachel Placer - Fiona wakes up to a welt the size of a Bagel Bite in the middle of her forehead with a vague...
Pink Goose
Pink Goose written by: Vida Penezic - Rose flies from New York to Detroit on a six am flight, then she drives...
The Verdigris-Coated Soul
The Verdigris-Coated Soul written by: Ian Fletcher - Even the water looks oppressed and cowed on this freezing-cold morning...
The Hardest Thing
The Hardest Thing written by: Steven Whitaker - The room stood dimly lit and quiet. Occasional sounds of conversation and soft electronic...
Consciousness of Guilt
Consciousness of Guilt written by: Richard Bishop - Charles opened the door to find her standing on his front step, flashing a grin...
The Beach Cottage
The Beach Cottage written by: Angela Carlton - I am washing my hands at the beach cottage, when the phone rings...
Conversations and Malcolm
Conversations and Malcolm written by: Chris Gee - Soldiers fired their machine guns into the largest house in the village...
And The Heart Wants…
And The Heart Wants... written by: TL - I have a deep love for food. Not just for the way chilies ignite a dish with fire...
Flip The Switch
Flip The Switch written by: Mary Kloster - I can guarantee you; she will have every memory that Natalie had...
A Rose
A Rose written by: Phyllis Souza - It's May. I’m a red rose standing tall. My long green stem is stunning and adorned...
Once, Years Ago
Once, Years Ago written by: Katie Fitzgerald - Once, years ago, when Ariana was a newborn, I scolded the neighbor girl, Julia...
The Farewell
The Farewell written by: Nelly Shulman - Alice missed the funeral. The slow train dragged her to the provincial station...
