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.
…coffee is nearly at its end, fluttering against the sides of a copper cup embedded with the initials of ‘Faulkner’ and crossed swords pointing down. Our Young Lady packs this cup with her on all the weekend country-scape ventures. Expended into the woods, along old gravel roads, mostly forgotten by modern life; the sights remain untampered as it leads up into the mountain side, where she resides perched…
By Justin Robinson
Read MoreThis story traces a foreign national who comes in the country pretending to be a pastor while abusing young boys. It is a story about homophobia.
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…lies on a burning pyre, a heap of sweltering petrol-doused tyres, logs, two litres bottles, and plastic rubbles beneath his back. White sparks float in his vision but the mercy of unconsciousness doesn’t come. Not even the mercy of an abrupt death comes to save him from the torment. His throat…
By Keketso Mashigo
Read More…about life and where it goes
It's been a long tiring hardworking journey
But still it feels like it has stuck in its beginning
Trying to climb but falling and…
By Moin Uddin
Read MoreA subtle look at recruitment and deception.
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…the doctor’s floor to ceiling window, 2 stages of the latest Apollo rocket were being towed to a service bay along a tarmac. “There’s nothing up there, just stars, and if there was something - they'd let us…
By Derek Nyberg
Read More…my running away from home in October 1991, when I was thirty-three years old. I’d been planning my escape for years, first as a child with an active imagination in rural Pennsylvania, then with a brief marriage the summer of my sophomore year of college in Crete, Nebraska. I collected my degree in art and education the weekend Mount Saint Helens erupted. It was the same weekend that I climbed into…
By Mimm Patterson
Read More…continued to pet the cow's cheek. Cate stroked the other, looking for signs of impatience in the otherwise stoic animal, searching its blank yet somehow knowing eyes for knowledge of her charade. What made her want to release the scream that had been lodged in her throat for inconceivable minutes was how Millie, sitting comfortably in her numb arms, was so far away from screaming; Millie, who had…
By Alfredo Salvatore Arcilesi
Read MoreBe careful of what you steal.
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…cosmic rule says that a man who steals wallets should in turn be terrified by the very items he swiped? I am one of the greatest pickpockets you’ll never meet. Throughout my apartment you’ll find piles of wallets I’ve stolen. They’re testaments of my…
By Steven Roisum
Read More…often been accused, among other things wholly unprintable, of being too liberal with rhetoric in my writing, as if I were a party politician sitting in opposition. My ideas have been attacked as mere rhetoric. While I do understand, having associated itself with politicians has given rhetoric a bad reputation - in truth, however, it makes the most of a thought; dressing it for effectiveness on occasion. For who would…
By PritiJ
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