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athcreative

Empty Ovens

The smell of ash and winter clung to her stockings like the babies her husband prayed for. Itchy and tight, she couldn’t resist a scratch. Scrtttch. One chipped talon...

The alt-nah

A silent political fringe so low-key they’ve never actually been classified. Enter, the alt-nah… Typically, nobody would actually identify as being part of the...

Red Bullet

She was a flame. The hot red poker was always cracking down on my fingers as I...

Pretending

I bring my wine glass to my lips, letting the bouquet of it introduce itself to...

Motivation

Feeling lost? Are you scared? I can tell something is on your mind. Look,...

Ego

You think you are a gift. The sun. The moon. The tides. All rise for...

The Next Morning

There you lie with her Confused, filled with dread and shame The mourning...

Oh, The Places You’ve Been and The Places You’ll Go

With move-in day approaching I began to feel nervous. More than 1,400 miles...

I’m No Fisherman

There are plenty of fish in the sea. But, then you have to rent a boat...

Dear Mother

It’s finally done!! After four years The mud, blood, and tears have...