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.
…nodded, staring at the television screen, her chin in her hand in complete boredom. They scrolled through the on-screen menu, searching for a film to watch, something, anything. Their film nights used to be the highlight of the week but these days they struggled…
By Chris Platt
Read More…at some point I’d end up letting go of the 4 wheels and scoop up a scooter - a ride to and from the beach, all I need. My dream come true. It’s what I stayed behind that life-sucking cubby desk for all these years - to be a beach bum! Rain or shine, to inhale that wet, salty sea air, feel the spray of frolicking…
By Fran Pearce
Read More…arrived at the hospital just after six, as he’d been doing for weeks now. He couldn’t even recall exactly how long his father had been in hospital. The visits every night had become his new routine. Where he had once gone home after work, feet-up in front of the television with his wife, he now headed straight to the…
By Chris Platt
Read More…head throbbed as she heard laughs around her. “Do our homework for us, or else,” Saanvi warned. She fell to the ground as her enemy kicked her stomach and walked away. “You better give it by the lunch break,” Rekha said in a sing-song voice, kicking her left shoulder. She felt the world go blurry as her eyes…
By Aanika Gajendragad
Read More…spotted the old feller as soon as he entered the snooker club. Everyone else in the place was under thirty years old and wearing casual clothes. Compared to the others in tracksuits and hooded tops, the old guy in the suit looked like he was visiting from another age. Keith gave his friend Mike a nudge…
By Chris Platt
Read More…strong, wonderful hands.
"I might amputate to save you," the doctor said.
"Not my hand!" our friend cried.
"But it's a matter of your…
By Norbert Kovacs
Read MoreShe enters an antiques store and wants to buy a painting of a clown. The old proprietor reveals why she can't buy it.
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…started looking at the walls. She had enough furniture, but she needed something on the walls of her apartment in downtown Ashleyville, Ohio. She walked to the rear of the small, crowded store and…
By Anita G. Gorman
Read More…thought I would be sitting through any more of these damn meetings. The first time I witnessed the circus of human misery was during my internship as a social worker in college. Our professor wanted us to know what it was like to be forced by a judge…
By Joe S. Thomas
Read MoreTwo friends live in seclusion on a rustic Bayou houseboat.
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…morning mist from the Atchafalaya mingled graciously with the sweet fragrance rising from the chicory-laced coffee. “Well Injun, looks like another day in Paradise”. “Whatever you say, white-man. I’m going…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreTreasures we find.
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…at the ground while I walked around a vacant lot in the Inner City without purpose, I discovered under leaves and grass clippings an incredible amount of cigarette butts, beer cans, broken bottles and…
By Judge Santiago Burdon
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