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.
Fishing trip with the Old Man.
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…on a fishing trip with the Old Man and my Uncle Johnny when I was eleven and was beginning to think for myself. Uncle Johnny wasn't really my uncle but was the husband of my mother's cousin. I was told to call him Uncle Johnny, so I did as I was told. He was a good natured guy who told hilarious…
By Judge Santiago Burdon
Read More…sun is setting over the western mountain range as a young man who looks to be reaching adulthood stands beside a coffin. There are no more than ten people in the cemetery with him, waiting for him to…
By C.L.Norby
Read More…finished! You know that right? Doesn’t matter how many times you go all in on a bluff, your luck is starting to look like a dry well in a desert ghost town,” said Isaiah, while he glanced at the two and eight in his hand, still debating over whether or not he wanted to place a…
By C.L.Norby
Read MoreEliza is the perfect daughter to a domineering mother, until she quietly rebels.
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…never had a good answer, and secretly she didn't want to give a good answer. Why she had such a compliant little girl had to do with constant repetition, with beginning early with her demands and, perhaps, with having an impressionable…
By Anita G. Gorman
Read MoreThe end of the world is coming! Is it? Have you ever wondered what the Goddesses…
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…the coldest winter on record,” some say; “there has been snow where we have no data for snow…
By C. Holloway Ashwanden
Read MoreThe morning after the bombing, Fred Shuttlesworth’s congregation begged him to cancel…
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…late-night explosion reduced the small house to shambles and rattled windows a mile away. Ku Klux Klan members had placed 15 sticks of dynamite beneath the home of Reverend Fred Shuttlesworth, pastor of Bethel Baptist Church. Neighbors and police arrived to find Shuttlesworth, his wife, and children…
By Pete Black
Read More…could any of them possibly know what it was like to suffer, to wake up every morning disappointed that death hadn’t taken them away in the night. No one could possibly understand the undeniable feeling Cadmus couldn’t shake, that the best things in life continued to avoid him purely because life seemed to hate his face. He sat on the bus bench every morning watching them go by…
By C.L.Norby
Read MoreWe hope things will get better but nobody wants to put in the work, they just wait
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…many days that can run full red, first the jobsite tried to bleed you dry again, then you came home to find your wife’s bleeding heart being served as the main dish. “Nothing special,” she said when asked about dinner. Yohan found this particular day, this last Saturday in September would become…
By C.L.Norby
Read MoreWe have an option to sit as prey, or dig in our heels, in a collective display!
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…has come to shove and some may not be aware, so I am suggesting that you perk up your ears, when you hear “We the People” and know it’s time for us to make a powerful…
By Tracey Ross
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