Her Name Was Passion
written by: Lucreția Lixandru
Passion is a dangerous, dangerous thing. But it is also an incredibly beautiful wonder. It's the ...
A Tiny Grain of Sand
written by: R William Standish
Look at me, look at me, look at me
A tiny grain of sand on a beach without a sea
Surrounded by m...
To No Man
written by: Eloina
To be embraced by a firm grip with large beckoning hands,
leading my head into the gentle breathing of a beating chest,
...
Regrets
written by: Carl Parsons
He’d been away a long time. Now he was home again—in the same town where he’d been born decades ago. But why had he...
A Lasting Feeling
written by: Ferris E Jones
When rockets begin to fall from the sky
To make the late afternoon cry,
Something must be done to trump...
