The Abstract Art Gallery
A writing gallery created by writers from around the world. From poetry to song lyrics, from essays to entire novels and short stories.
… followed Carly’s long gravel driveway as Blink-182 played on the stereo. “I Miss You” wafted through the speakers. Dust and leaves filtered above the headlights and settled on the ground. Carly sat on a porch swing in a sundress…
By Andy Cooper
Read More…was on edge.
The evergreen trees shielded warm rays.
A creek flowed over a small waterfall.
A brisk breeze moved through…
By Andy Cooper
Read More… aftermath of a Northwestern
divorce came with a helluva ride.
Growing in loss was a foreign concept,
and I had to settle close…
By Andy Cooper
Read More…I stood in the front yard in early May, your presence beamed in my soul. The maple trees flourished, and workers trimmed the grass. My grandson, Gil, will get me through this. A water fountain in the backyard had a gazebo near…
By Andy Cooper
Read More… tagged Penelope
on a dating app,
and three years later,
Penelope told Mason he …
By Andy Cooper
Read More…and the temperature was 65 degrees outside. Soft rays peeked through Dylan’s office blinds. He removed his glasses, stood, and walked across his office. He scratched the back of his neck and tugged at his dark tie over his white dress…
By Andy Cooper
Read More… greeted Lizzy with a friendly smile. “Here’s your drink.” He handed her a chilled streakless mug topped with foam. Steam rose from the hot wings on the table, but it seemed she wouldn’t be touching them. Nonetheless…
By Andy Cooper
Read More…Canada are musing
business with other countries
because of the tariffs
that also hurts American…
By Andy Cooper
Read More…night, I heard voices when I slept. I thought I was losing it, something sick. A few months ago, my brother, Darren, split this world for another life. I’d left no tear wasted. When I got the news, I couldn’t bear to carry…
By Andy Cooper
Read More… about Jesus at a megachurch, but after her husband died four years back from headlights that crossed the center lane, the wind in her faith fell flat. Those around her prayed she’d come out of the slump the devil devised with an empty tomb in her…
By Andy Cooper
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