The Lesson from a Heatwave
/When we're young, we dismiss…
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In high school, the four of us were indestructible.
We could build forts in freezing weather.
In the pouring rain, we’d fish for …
By Debby Hackbarth
Read MoreThe Abstract Art Gallery
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Submit your own writing for display in The Writers Club. Short Stories, Flash Fiction, Poetry, Rants, Articles, Essays and all other formats welcome.
The Writers Club Get eyes on your writing or read from our massive archive. A free to use, user friendly digital publication. Thousands of works. From poetry and flash fiction to essays and entire novels.
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Few to no spelling errors.
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We keep the rules pretty lenient because we accept poetry among other freer formed writing styles and formats. You can find more details on our Submission Guidelines.
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When we're young, we dismiss…
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In high school, the four of us were indestructible.
We could build forts in freezing weather.
In the pouring rain, we’d fish for …
By Debby Hackbarth
Read MoreMy people hardly traveled. Those who did were few. And everyone knew them. Because they were usually the multilinguals in the village who brought news, songs and tales of other lands to our…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read MoreReturning home on foot after work
through a shortcut behind houses
poorly planned
bumped into a lady…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read MoreChildren are created with…
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Children are not blank slates.
Their chromosomes are half from each mate.
When they form in their mothers…
By Debby Hackbarth
Read MoreAlthough I have visited large…
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Once a year, we visited the business district in the big city.
We saw expensive goods not the dirty and gritty.
Our parents sheltered us from the intense…
By Debby Hackbarth
Read MoreIn the 1950s, preemie babies …
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She was a preemie but created to survive,
She was as tiny as a mustard seed but ready …
By Debby Hackbarth
Read MoreI turned to find mother crying. I did not understand why. But I always kept the incident in my heart, together with the storyline of the movie we were watching that…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read MoreExploring your environment…
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On the way to school, we walked past “the home of decay.”
Wanda wanted to enter through the burned-out hatch.
Sam sought to go in using the back …
By Debby Hackbarth
Read More…and every now and then a neck craned to look behind the little screen to see where the images filing past our eyes went. The images were so real and emitted joy into our hearts that it was hard to imagine who got all those witty people and wonderful places crammed into the box in front of…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read MoreSometimes trauma can take a terrific turn.
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…myself and covered the area in aloe.
It hurt so badly, I felt nauseous and hollow.
The pain spikes tended to ebb…
By Debby Hackbarth
Read MoreGrey Thoughts is a place for a multitude of creators in numerous different mediums to display their creative projects for the world to see.