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.
ALERT WARNING: Violence, sex innuendo, and language not appropriate for young readers.
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…had the experience of a lifetime. The hatred I saw in Mason Haggerty’s eyes assured me this was not a game. His squint, the tight colorless lips, and the bristly rope irritating my neck were the basis for that assurance. I was perched on a wobbly stool with my heels raised to relieve the…
By Dresden Fear
Read MoreRobben Island Prison - it was the closest thing to hell on this earth. He spent 27 longs years there in a 7' by 9' cell before becoming the country's President. Life's challenges make us bitter or better. It is our choice.
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…said to be closest thing to hell in this world. The small three square mile island, located a few miles off the coast of Cape Town, South Africa, had been a prison for political dissidents since the 17th century. The prison was…
By Pete Black
Read More…they said when your operation will be?’ asked Tina.
‘Sorry?’ said her husband.
Tina cursed loudly, unworried that her husband would hear. She took a sip of tea and tried again.
‘The hearing operation, do they know when it will…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreA late-night attempt at short story writing
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…dreamed, flowing through the aether, lost, unsure and then… I found myself standing at the end of a corridor, and there before me sat a wizened old woman in a wide brimmed straw hat, and shabby clothes. She was smoking a long stem pipe watching me from underneath the brim. I stood there for a moment or maybe it…
By Wil McCarthy
Read MoreWith winter setting in, and Julia Hill up in the tree for a month, Earth First leaders instructed her to…
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…Julia Hill arrived at the Earth First camp, the focal point of the protest was a 1,000-year-old redwood tree, which Earth First had named “Luna.” The 200-foot giant sat high on the peak of a clear-cut hill where it was visible for…
By Pete Black
Read More…stared in disgust at the arrivals board on the station platform. He had watched the display for the past forty minutes, as the arrival time of his train home was delayed further and further. Now the bright green letters declared Cancelled. Everyone on the rush-hour platform grumbled and swore to themselves and to each other. People shuffled towards the exit. Some reached for mobile phones, dialling for taxis or…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreThe flea infestation was so severe the prison guards refused to enter the building giving Betsie and Corrie the opportunity to conduct their secret Bible studies…
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…they had miraculously smuggled into the prison. After rising at 4:30 a.m. that morning, they had worked for 11 hours at a Siemens factory loading steel, before returning to the barracks to find hope…
By Pete Black
Read MoreHis father thought he should be a policeman. After all, he was a policeman. But at age 14, Arnold saw a…
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…tossed and turned in his military bunk. It was going to be another sleepless night for the 18-year-old serving his one-year of mandatory service in the Austrian army. The Junior Mr. Europe bodybuilding championship was a week away in Stuttgart, Germany. But how could he…
By Pete Black
Read MoreThis flash-fiction and the upcoming short pieces are a small intro to my upcoming novel 'The Man in the Tux'.
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…another same day when Charlie was being scolded by Daniel. A quiet cold war was about to start between the two. Both of them were glaring at each other to…
By Soare Stapanire
Read More…was lost. He swore under his breath and kept walking. He never could find his way around Manchester city centre. And so, yet again, on a night out with friends he had got separated and was now lost. He found himself on a narrow side…
By Chris Platt
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