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.
Today's views stir yesterday's memories.
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…out of my window I realized it might not be pretty, but there was a lot of good to be said. The sky had a pseudoglow grey tint with a hint of pending snow. Not likely, I reasoned, it appeared cold, but the temperature was holding at fifty-one …
By Robert L. Scarry
Read More…had to go away. It was not forever. Mama told the rest of them to stay inside until she came home. Lucia watched them get in the taxi and thought that Cecilia would like a ride in a taxi. The rest were watching TV, but no one sang along with the commercials. Lucia heard Cecilia ask Mama why she was crying, and then left the window to sit in Sofia’s lap. She was warm. A car’s engine hummed and gravel…
By Christina Rauh Fishburne
Read More…flashback review of activities for the past year following acceptance as director thereby assuming responsibility for administering the department indicated at the time he accepted the challenge those responsibilities were nebulous. In retrospect, he neither knew the responsibilities nor did he have an unshakable intent to fulfill them. Only the title, Director, and the associated pay check were…
By Robert L. Scarry
Read More…the head-end of the coffin, a candle which was supposed to burn for the next two or three nights flickered nervously in the same rhythm as the eyelid of an elderly woman who sat there in prayer. And a glass of water with a marking of the water level to check the next morning if the dead had drunk from it or not, stood on a…
By Edward Schmidt-Zorner
Read More…looked at my extensive wounds. I can't stand this. Not again. Titan is here too turned away. Deja vu. She had a loaded backpack like me. Hers was filled with pouches of elixirs. She uncorked a pouch. She dribbled it over my severest wound. I carefully looked at her impressive collection curiously while carefully trying to distract myself from the considerable…
By Cristina Collazo
Read More…grew up fine. Things weren't as fun once I reached the teen years. Dad drank. Mom complained of abuse. And year upon year, I became more and more aware of how much unfairness and cruelty there was in the world. I became aware of the evil within myself. I was scared and agitated. Generalized anxiety and sleep paralysis disturbed my days and…
By Oscar Martinez
Read More…had given him a “life extension” by granting him a small pension for his time in the Navy and as a compensation for a deadly disease they’d given him (which they’d never admit; but, which they did cure…); yet, during the last three years of that life extension, he’d had to have an artery in his neck repaired and was now taking two nasty drugs to, perhaps, keep him from having another…
By Alexander Zoltai
Read More…state of humanity was under siege—hardly anyone seemed to know—most thought it was just the same old bad stuff humans had done for ages.
Even the Rulers seemed clueless…
By Alexander Zoltai
Read MoreSome attitudes can have a lasting effect.
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…blushed when he heard the Lieutenant introduce him. He joined the team immediately after graduating from post-basic training at Oakhurst. Now, less than three years later, he was receiving a medal for outstanding performance of duty after saving the life of a fellow…
By Robert L. Scarry
Read MoreShort Relationship begins PRIDE weekend
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…day I woke up and she was gone. She had packed what she had at my apartment while I lay sleeping. I'm a heavy sleeper, and I tend to sprawl out. I just like a lot of space. She left sometime after an evening of intense sex. She likes to be in bed by ten on school nights. I even thought things were going o.k., while…
By Alex Almeida
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