Fiction
Hanging Out
By noon it was already one hundred degrees. It was expected to reach 112o in the next couple of hours. Racine needed to do something for her children. Ever since she was a kit, she’d been aware of the human encroachment. The homes and concrete only contributed to the oppressive heat. Water was scarce. The food in the garbage cans and compost bins used to be plentiful until locks were placed on them, making access to their contents impossible.
By Mindy Reed3 years ago in Art
Crying In Versace Fabrics❤️🔥📝. Content Warning.
Heartbreaks & Art of Fashion It all started out so hazy, as clear as the picture shows I Still get a blur, late August On my Balcony in my Versace Robe there I sat, comfortable and snuggled on my lazy boy Patio furniture... Swiping pic after pic thinking out loud “Is this a joke” But, Reality never lets you think it’s a joke! I quietly spoke to myself… hmm something about the Moon That Warm Night. Something Didn’t Feel Right.
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)3 years ago in Art
Lonely Boy and the Village: A Beautiful Moral Story
In a small village nestled amidst picturesque hills, there once lived a lonely boy who craved companionship and happiness. This is the enchanting tale of the lonely boy and the village, a story that teaches us valuable lessons about friendship, kindness, and the transformative power of love.
By It's Gowtham3 years ago in Art
Painted Prose
"Painted Prose" is a term that combines elements of visual art and written language. It refers to a style of writing that uses vivid and descriptive language to create vivid mental images and evoke emotions, much like a painter would use colors and brushstrokes to create a visual composition.
By Waqas Ashraf3 years ago in Art
Circe Invidiosa
Introduction. The image is of Circe, a figure from Greek mythology, who appears in Homer's Odyssey. This painting shows a scene not from the Odyssey, but from Ovid's Metamorphoses. A jealous Circe throws a magic potion into the well, where her rival in love Scylla is going to bathe.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Art
Against the Wind
Arthur grunted while he wiped away the leaf that flew into his face as he kept walking. He sighed as he looked up at the sky, which was getting darker by the second. The sun was still shining in some places but Arthur knew that it wouldn’t be long until all remnants of light disappeared. It was going to storm, and judging by how the wind was steadily picking up, it was going to be a bad one.
By Rebecca Patton3 years ago in Art
Tethered by Tragedy
Once upon a time, in a small coastal town, lived a young woman named Emma. Her heart had been burdened by the tragedy of the Titanic submersible accident, an event that had left an indelible mark on her soul. As she walked along the rocky shoreline, she couldn't help but feel the weight of the past, the echoes of loss and grief that still lingered.
By Akinnibo Oluwakemi3 years ago in Art
