"Does anyone remember the Tri-Main Headcast being off before?" asked Akhenaten to noone in particular. The response was a chorus of blank stares and murmurs of "no".
By A. S. Lawrenceabout 13 hours ago in Fiction
Her hand reaches up, wiping away a sole tear from her snowy cheek.
By A. S. Lawrence3 days ago in Poets
His hand reaches up and wipes away a lone tear from his blooming cheek.
At 9 a.m., the sky was clear and blue, from horizon to horizon. Then the planes came. By noon, we were quitting a job that we'd already delayed two days running.
By A. S. Lawrence8 days ago in Fiction
The small touch-screen keyboard on my phone is creating very interesting typos lately. They often suggest some intriguing line of thought or personal meaning that seems unique to me.
By A. S. Lawrence15 days ago in Humans
Our life must be more than a test. Aim better and I'm sure that you'll Die glad with loving God impressed. They kept a score when I confessed, But if they're to outsmart the fool, Our life must be more than a test.
By A. S. Lawrence21 days ago in Poets
She insisted that she wanted to be "married". I loved her, so I obliged. I gave her the diamond ring, the most expensive item I'd ever bought, on one knee, in a pose of loving submission.
By A. S. Lawrence28 days ago in Fiction
Remember what they took from you, The time and love and healthy kid, And burn and make the love anew. The good republic lost to coup,
By A. S. Lawrenceabout a month ago in Poets
I winked. "I've got a better idea," I said. "I wouldn't bet on it," said Emmy. "Isn't it closed minded not to try?" I asked.
By A. S. Lawrenceabout a month ago in Fiction
"Why didn't you do your helmet time yesterday, Leaf?" Leaf stared at the floor and felt his head boil with indignation. "I had chores to do. I already felt fine..." said Leaf.
Attention: This is not a drill. The internet has a virus, and it's set to kill. The words are cracked with hate, and they're making minds a meal.
"...beep..." "Can you hear me?" "...beep..." "Can you hear me?" "Yes...wh...where am I?" "You're home." "What is my name?"
By A. S. Lawrence2 months ago in Fiction
