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.
The 15,000 people who crowded into Madison Square Garden that night…
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…than 30,000 people packed into The Garden that evening. In living rooms across America, millions more sat glued to their radios. James J. “Jimmy” Braddock was fighting reigning heavyweight boxing champion Max Baer for the world…
By Pete Black
Read More…waited patiently for his father to answer the telephone. It always took his dad a while to get to the phone. Despite Liam’s requests his dad had refused to replace the dated telephone with a new cordless model. His dad was seventy years old and didn’t move as well as he used to but would accept no help from anyone. Finally he picked…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreHow to Become a Pariah at Home
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…an Irish funeral. We were Irish in the sense of I was the 5th generation removed from Ellis Island. I had always doubted that Great, Great Grandpa coming into America through the trials and tedium of Ellis…
By Leah Holbrook Sackett
Read More…a bad day at work Paul Humphreys needed a drink. His head hurt with the stress that the day at the office had put him through. What he really needed now was a pint with a friend. They could set the world to rights and down a few pints in the pub. One of his oldest friends would be up for it. Keith Vickers, known as Vic to his…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreWith Thomas Edison's industrial complex in flames, he told his 24 year old son, Charles, "Son, go get your mother. Tell her to get her friends. They will never see another fire like this one."
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…started in building 41 on the Edison complex, which housed the chemicals for making film. By 6:30 p.m. it…
By Pete Black
Read MoreThis is the introduction excerpt from the book: We Are Still Supposed To Be Slaves -The Chronicles of Being Black in America
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… that are bathed in racism. Hate is not something new. It is not the latest game released nor is it the hottest new toy this year. It has been a vile staple of cultures since the beginning of…
By G B Lynch
Read More…road in front of me and nothing behind me or at least I can’t see what’s behind me. I can’t turn to look back. No matter how hard I try to look back I end up looking up at the sky instead. I’m in the middle of the road. To my left an empty field with a few dead trees. And to my right are thick lively trees that I…
By Cristina Collazo
Read More…followed his new manager the office. His manager Derek introduced the new starter to his staff with his usual cutting remarks that he thinly disguised as jokes or banter. As he approached another desk he jerked a thumb. The man had thick ginger hair and reading glasses perched on the end of his thin nose. He…
By Chris Platt
Read More…woke up around 12 pm in the afternoon and gazed at his table. His laptop, a capsized half read “Communist Manifesto” and George Orwell’s “1984” lay on the table in his room. He had spent the previous night musing in these writings. As a matter of fact, it had been weeks. He also wrote few verses and…
By Sushant Thapa
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