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.
…waved the next customer into the barber chair. He started as he always did, covering the customer with the barber’s cape, and asking what hair-cut and style they would like. Having selected the correct guard for the clippers and grabbing the scissors…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreA spiritual man struggling…
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…itemized lists in his hands, he moved slowly up and down the shelves of the St. Louis Mercantile next to the St. Louis cemetery. Cemeteries in Louisiana are very much a fabric of Louisiana culture…
By The Barefoot Cajun
Read More…thinks he and his wife are having marital problems, and that it seems his wife is seeing an ex-lover. One pupil in his class once told her parents he kissed her on her lips, an affair that boiled for days and refused to cool. And now there's a complaint that he caressed the…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read More…of those days bestirs my imagination. I know it is dead but...", Oliver said looking at the patterns engraved on the roof of Notre Dame. "Those arches, I know, are integral for its…
By Aadityaamlan Panda
Read More…wet is falling from the sky. It’s an unsettled wetness that can’t make-up it’s mind. Should it be snow or rain? It shifts by fits and turns. Now sleet, then snow, then rain again. By afternoon it decides to be snow, though not a resolute snow. It lingers on the tree-branches but melts on the…
By K. L. Shipley
Read MoreA man reflects on how fortune…
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…when he awoke from the daze of his youth.
Those fickle wasted years, unguided and no support
Held loosely by whim and…
By DJ Elton
Read More…succeeds without failing,
perhaps it’s perception that’s ailing.
A path may look glossed
but each life is storm…
By Ken Gosse
Read More…own my own house.
I am poor.
My friends’ faces light up when I enter a room.
I am…
By Jennifer Forrest
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