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.
…an exhausting effort of trying to make the driver understand that he should stop on the hilltop “in front of the stairs that reached up to the cemetery road” at the beginning of that slope that descended towards my home. He could hardly understand my…
By Fadi Abu-Deeb
Read MoreAfter a spirited Saturday…
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…slept comfortably until the natural wakeup call peeked through the blinds. Without any encouragement his eyes opened, and a split second later last evening’s debate resurfaced in the youngster's…
By Marc OBrien
Read MoreRecently I struggled through…
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…her hand on her phone, hoping she hit snooze, the alarm stopped. She was warm and comfortable, more to the point she did not want to face another day. The thought exhausted her, she suddenly felt so tired. She must have drifted off again as her alarm was…
By Ellysa Greenhalgh
Read MoreFollowing a dare, the admissions…
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…and gentlemen, our next applicant, James May, is either brilliant or in dire need of our services. I have provided each of you with his application letter, it…
By Robert Scarry
Read More"Well Does It Smell…
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…afternoon turned into early evening very quickly and young Paulie made it home right before the sunlight turned its duties over to the…
By Marc OBrien
Read MoreA story about loss and…
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…long time his gaze stuck to the old, square photo with the typical white border and the
brownish tones of the 7o ´s, then he put the photo from his…
By Sugar de Santo
Read More…light candles throughout my Studio apartment not so much as to create a romantic or Gothic ambience, but instead to be able to navigate around my four hundred square foot living space with a small amount of light. Evidently, it seems my…
By Judge Santiago Burdon
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