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.
For Mom, being Mother…
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…was always busy at something. She would plunge headlong into whatever came her way. Not only was she busy, she kept my Father busier than he might have been otherwise. (Moms probably always keep Fathers busier than they might have been otherwise). She made…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreHe seemed like a nice guy…
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…average height, sort of sandy maybe light brown hair, plain clothes and shoes, never see him with a hat, I guess that’s about it”. “Anything else, friends…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreWhy do we dream…
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…origin is from the Greek word for dreams: Oneiroi. The Greeks considered the Oneiroi as blood-relatives of Hypnos, or as we would say, sleep. Ancient Greeks typically thought of impulses…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreIt was just a gut feeling.
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…who have had heart transplants often get new memories that only the donor had before transplant. There are hundreds of recorded…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreEvery morning…
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…is a certain, quiet joy in the light of the morning. If it was only a matter of angle-of-incidence, then the light of the evening would be the same as the light of the morning. It is not. I wonder why? Perhaps it’s because the morning light signals…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreBackgrounds change…
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…interviewed on the BBC. She had never been further than twenty miles from the place she was born. The interviewer asked if she regretted not traveling. She answered crisply, "Why would I travel; I'm already…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreIt's neither secret…
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…has always been an allure to me about the cloistered mystery of a secret garden. I have read about many, none the same, almost all much alike. They are secluded places…
By K. L. Shipley
Read More"Tomorrow belongs to…
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…exams, extracurriculars, essays, sops, interviews. Not to mention the mightiest of them all- grades. It feels like my life has been condensed into the box built by these words as of late, of what they…
By Ishani Manvi
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