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.
…downed the last of his pint of lager. He placed it down on the table and sighed in satisfaction. There was nothing quite like a few pints on a Friday night. Finishing work for the weekend was like the end of term for Ronnie, his eight year old son. The weekend stretched out in front of him like Ronnie’s summer…
By Chris Platt
Read More…wake up man. I think you need to take me to the hospital. Come on, wake up!"
" What? What's going on Bigotes? You have Asthma attack? Where is your bomba?"
He sits up in bed and turns on the lamp on the…
By Judge Santiago Burdon
Read More…stepped out of the dark Salford night and into the glaring white fluorescent light of the pizza shop. His mouth watered as the leaned on the counter, eyeing all the photos beside the wall-mounted menu. There was just so much to choose from. In his slightly drunk condition, he was tempted to order a couple of items. Maybe a massive pizza and a tray of donner meat on the…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreIn nations and societies undergoing religious and generational changes, the courage of the youth may be carrying the most of the societal burden.
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…square paving stones lay in successive arcs around the steps to Taksim Park. Fanning across this broad space, they shone white in the warm…
By Gene Parola
Read MoreWith its guarded prickly stem a rose needs courage to fend off the…
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…puttering in the field Poppa found a rose that was trying to find life despite the weeds creating an ugly setting wanting beauty to…
By Marc OBrien
Read MoreElvis responded, “I drive a truck for the Crown Electric Company.” Bond…
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…sat nervously sipping a coke at a corner table with his girlfriend. He was excited to have a chance to audition as a singer with the band playing on stage. For a moment, Elvis was back in eighth grade, failing music. The only class he ever failed. His teacher told him he did not have an aptitude for singing…
By Pete Black
Read More“1929” is the story of a man who lost his fortune in the stock market crash and with it his…
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…was not an impulsive man. He’d given it a lot of thought—his decision final. He stood atop the Savings and Exchange Bank in the financial district of Los Ange-les. The wide box toes of his oxfords suspended over the roof’s ledge. Ten stories high, with no awning to catch a leg, the sidewalk empty, there would be…
By DC Diamondopolous
Read MoreThe chauffeur of a mysterious limousine takes Marjorie to places where she misbehaved in the past.
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…was in the middle of washing dishes in her tiny kitchen when her smart phone beeped at her. She liked calling it her smart-aleck phone. The beep signaled a new text…
By Anita G. Gorman
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