Dating + Relationships

White Horses

White Horses

He offered me a white horse and a happily ever after. I have never been much for hollow happiness, And ever afters are plans I couldn’t ever stick to.   I counter-offered two white horses, two streams of thought, And the uncertainty…

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Emily Algar

I am a journalist, writer and poet based in the United Kingdom. My portfolio includes music reviews and interviews with musicians and artists as well as political writing such as the commercialisation of feminism, rape culture, and covering the shooting at the Charlie Hebdo offices in Paris in 2015 and the issue of freedom of speech and the media. My background is in International Relations and Security, but I have always been passionate about music and storytelling. In my writing, I attempt to place music in a broader framework of culture and politics. I believe that music and art can offer a powerful commentary on political and societal issues in the world and my writing and poetry reflects this.

Bibs

Bibs

Don’t leave me on the road, summer asphalt My body turned to dry rot I’m raw meat Sizzling and squirting away My guts on display Black capes and wings Surround me Don’t tear me apart Treat me kindly And don’t forget…

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Brianna Scott

I am an 18 year old naive libra girl who is really gullible and still believes in fairytales and love at first sight. I moved across the country to northern California to find a new adventure.

Rebecca

Rebecca

“Don’t stare at me like that!” I had cried out in a fury, but Duak kept her gaze locked on me. Looking at her blood red lips. Burdened, I repeated gently, “Don’t stare at me like that. They’re going to figure…

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Ozge Gozturk

I am a London based published author, multi-award winner scriptwriter, and journalist at KaosGL (An LGBTQ community magazine) I'm also judging New York Screenplay Awards and the founder of The London Independent Story Prize. Rebecca is one of my short stories. It's about a woman in pain. Many of my characters genders are liquid, they don't questions or struggle with it either. Rebecca is one of them. This is a scene I wrote while working on emotional architecture in my stories. It was inspired by a statue and a painting. I hope you'll enjoy reading.

True Murders

True Murders

When Lin had imagined a murderer’s mistress, she had pictured leopard print and spandex, glittering baubles and high heels. She would never have pictured Eliza Hanson as she was now: kitted out in a soft pink cardigan, a puffy matching headband…

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Brenna Ehrlich

Brenna Ehrlich is the director of content and culture (indie and rock) at TIDAL. She's also the author of PLACID GIRL and STUFF HIPSTERS HATE, and has had short stories published in Moonchild Magazine, Cease, Cows, Vol. 1 Brooklyn, Anon magazine, Impose magazine, Beyond Books and the Ginger Collective. Her other writing credits include a weekly column on Internet etiquette for CNN and articles for Rolling Stone, Bandcamp, Mashable, Heeb magazine, Broadly, Brooklyn Magazine and Nylon.

The Wisdom of Marriage

The Wisdom of Marriage

Marriage. To know the word is to peer into the deepest cave of human behavior. There is a biological presence in marriage. Out of the two come one—half and half and in the diploid reality there is the impulse to marry—to…

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Jack Remick

I’ve worked underground as a tunnel rat. I’ve been a social worker, a school teacher, a bus driver, a retail clerk, a turkey debeaker, and a house painter. Early on, I ran off to South America a couple times where, with my partner, Ramon—a Chilean expatriate, I bummed around as a teacher, smuggler, and general low-life who returned to the States under a red flag when the U.S. consul in Cali, Colombia booted me out rather than renew my passport. I’ve lived in Mexico where my family were silver miners in operations that never made any money but sounded good in hard copy. More recently, I live and write in Seattle.

Arizona Heat

Arizona Heat

I never really minded the heat growing up in Arizona. It was just how it was. Cold in the winter and hot in the summer. When I met him, it was a hot summer day. At first, I was curious, and…

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Dori Owen

Dori Owen is a storyteller, writing from small town Arizona, after living a few decades in California as an LA Wild Child, with a brief stop in Reno. She settled into grownup life as a project manager, collecting an MBA and a few husbands along the way. She is a shown artist and her favorite pastime is upcycling old furniture and decor she finds from thrift stores. She lives with the cat who came to visit but stayed. The love of her life is her grown son who lives in Portland, Oregon. Her essays and poems have been published in RAW&UNFILTERED VOL I, StigmaFighters Vol 2, and Love Notes From Humanity. Her blogs have been featured on The Lithium Chronicles, Open Thought Vortex, Sudden Denouement, and The Mighty.

Baby,Don’t You Know?

Baby,Don’t You Know?

My eyes are stars and my vision impaired. You speak of love, washed over with a glaze of indifference, I see your lips move, but I think that perhaps you have me all wrong. I told you before in various ways,…

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Julie Anderson

Julie Anderson is the Creator and Publisher of Feminine Collective. Julie was inspired to create this safe place for women to share their secrets, desires, triumphs and pain as the antithesis of what mainstream media offers women today. In her column Pursuit of Perfection, she explores the importance of rectifying the balance of inner and outer beauty through essays, poems and articles on self-esteem, shame, family, and self- acceptance.

Sometimes He Sang

Sometimes He Sang

Sometimes he sang— head thrown back, the pearl of his throat offered up to his sometimes queen, passion spilling from his mouth like blood. Sometimes she laughed— with her eyes as well as her mouth, amused by how he dove headfirst…

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Lisa L. Weber

I think a lot, about everything. I want to learn a lot, about everything. My mind, heart, and soul are hungry.