Writing Gallery
Where the Roses...
/…mother and my very step-mother that were fighting in our compound that caused commotion in the air. Before we knew it, neighbors had appeared and started separating them. We, the children, were little and all we could do…
By Lawal Rasheed
Read MoreThe Creepy Old House
/A Poem I wrote after…
————
…old house I found a creepy old doll. I bent to pick it up and boy did I have a fall. I stood up had a lump on my head, but otherwise alright. I looked out the window, day had turned to night. I looked and looked but did…
By Shirley Smothers
Read MoreWill I Ever
/…I ever be respected
Or always be neglected
Will I ever be treated the way I'm expected
Or will I forever be…
By James Weber
Read MoreDarlena: Bounty Hunter Material
/…came to town, hung the sheriff in the town square, and called for the mayor. She entered the saloon, removed her coat, and took a seat. A bartender went to his feet to serve Darlena a frosty fountain mug with foam bubbling over the…
By Andy Cooper
Read More