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.
…break meant magical days spent roaming the Yorkshire countryside that their terraced street backed on to. Since the death of their mother three years earlier, their father had paid them little attention. He busied himself with work and his friends. He barely bothered with his children. When not at the factory, Father would be off playing golf or hiking with his pals. He would often take himself off for…
By Chris Platt
Read More…was on the verge of tears. He didn’t notice how bothered I was. His phone was distracting him. I guess that’s a good thing. He’s seen me cry too many times before. Today is a new day and I already forgot something at home that I was supposed to bring to work. I set an alarm to…
By Ronda Ruthson
Read More…has no etiquette; he has built an excessively conceited and self-absorbed personality; he always delays; he is so indifferent.” They went on cursing and backbiting on me one clam evening for the delay I had done in attending the birthday party of my 10-year-old niece at her home at Devkota Chowk, Biratnagar. When your foot is exposed to injury by a thorn prick, your entire focus centers on the thorn only until the problem…
By Bimal Kishore Shrivastwa
Read More…had been interested in nature and wildlife since he was a kid. Childhood trips to nature reserves and summers spent in darkest North Wales, had given Paul a love of the wilderness and the great outdoors. In his teens he had discovered the efforts being made to preserve wildlife. He had been hooked instantly. And now, in his late-twenties, he spent a lot of his free time joining in with bat-surveys or counting newts…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreSometimes there is no answer to that question we ask our parent.
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…toe touch of the cold December water. Lazy waves lap at the shoreline, but farther out, the ocean changes from calm bright blue to dark chop. Water reaches the top ruffles of my navy-blue swimsuit. My foot lands on a hard-shelled something. Below are black…
By Margo Rife
Read More…was the resting place for citizens who had died as early as 1795 and as late as 2020. Most of the tombstones were modest, and in recent years small plaques in the ground had become more popular than large tombstones or obelisks. No one these days put up a mausoleum, but a few dotted the landscape of the old…
By Anita G. Gorman
Read MoreA young man looks for an apartment
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…I found myself having to look for an apartment. I just graduated from college and living with my parents has been okay but leaves a lot to be desired. It's cryptic for sex life. There is nothing…
By Donte-highwater
Read MoreThe 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
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