Glued
/…that separate us from our futures are sometimes defined by the extra ten or fifteen minutes we decide to sit by and sit together waiting for a pigeon to step on a fresh piece of gum…
By Laura
Read MoreThe 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.
…that separate us from our futures are sometimes defined by the extra ten or fifteen minutes we decide to sit by and sit together waiting for a pigeon to step on a fresh piece of gum…
By Laura
Read MoreTragic accident wreaks…
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…we did everything in our power but the injuries were too extensive. I’m sorry. Your wife did not…
By The Sicilian Storyteller
Read MoreThe inner world of Tomcat…
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…have you done”? A few fluffy yellow feathers tumble from Kael’s bloody fangs while he wonders at the pathetic stupidity of humans. “Sherril has never learned my true name. She probably…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreCarlina apologizes for…
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…was always apologizing. In the grocery store, when she was staring at cans of soups and another customer joined her, she would say, "Sorry," and move away to another aisle. The cans of soups would…
By Anita G. Gorman
Read More…looked around at her family crammed around her dining table. It had been a squeeze but they’d all managed to fit somehow. Christmas was such a magical time, a time for family. Her brothers, Mikey and Christy, were raving over the spread of food she had put together. The table was full of everything you could…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreA world without people.
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…didn't understand. All the people were gone. It took days before Tom noticed. He was used to being alone. He'd lived mostly by himself for…
By K. L. Shipley
Read More…as the car had pulled off the drive, Steve grabbed the remote control and flicked the television set off. He crossed the living room. He knew what he was doing was wrong. Debbie would not approve. He had this sordid little secret, but he…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreWhen Christmas Eve's clock…
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…the hour turning midnight and Christmas Eve transitioning to day Princess Lida sat on her perch pondering the…
By Marc OBrien
Read More…on the steering wheel, sending the pick-up truck skidding around the corner. Simon, in the passenger seat, and Kathy in the back, slid and swayed with the rocking of the vehicle. The bank robbery had gone well. They had made it away with the loot. Now, they just had to make their…
By Chris Platt
Read More…awoken by his alarm. The morning sun is streaming in through the window of his room and into his eyes. It's bright and warm, and for once Keith feels good in bed—not even sore from the night before. The bed shifts as Lance rolls over beside him, stretching out languidly. His hair is sticking up every which way and…
By Helen R. Steel
Grey Thoughts is a place for a multitude of creators in numerous different mediums to display their creative projects for the world to see.