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.
…church was closed to the public due to renovation works in its crypts. Bella enjoyed the tranquil splendor of the place. She took her seat on one of the benches, opened her laptop, and started to look through the scans of the documents and…
By Valeriya Salt
Read More…of death! Wherefore seek'st thou me?” Poe's
Raven craves me during the hours of night,
an omen of despair that brings no light;
but instead gives birth to all my dark…
By Ngoc Nguyen
Read More…left shiny streaks as nine-year-old Gracie Price read the data sheet. The type-written page attached to the cage with duct tape, told the life story of Ziggy, the brown puppy curled up and shaking in the corner. Ziggy was from a puppy mill and when he was not adopted as were all of his litter mates, he was left at the…
By Dresdin Fear
Read More…all parched in distant weather,
My hunger punches against me.
I feel my anxiety crawling under my skin,
I try to keep…
By Deepthi Monteiro
Read More…my mother sent me to school, her only child, before the age of 7 years like other children in South Africa, it was if in a hurry to re-collect herself as a childless woman. She said I was smart boy and ahead of my age, and in her words, ‘You’re wasting time at crèche,’ which meant money. But I was frail and little. And I walked like I was wet. In a genuine sense of this expression: my school uniform wore…
By Tshepo S. Molebatsi
Read More…told me he climbed to the top of a tree one day to see over the forest at the edge of the farm. He said what he saw was quite strange. Everything was reversed. People were dragged by their shadows, books vocalized their stories; you didn’t have to read them, pets took the human they owned for strolls. and…
By Dresden Fear
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