Sam Spinelli

Joined January 2022

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Trying to make human art the best I can, never Ai!

Help me write better! Critical feedback is welcome :)

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Homeless
A few weeks ago a homeless man offered me some food Sandwiches, still wrapped Still cold Fresh from the deli They looked good
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Poets
Poor Black Cat . Content Warning.
I saw you Feral cat You’d gotten your neck and paw clamped in some device I saw blood, matting your glossy black fur I wanted to help
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Poets
We don’t want him!
Musk sat under his basking lamp and moaned. He clenched his fists and gnashed his teeth. He hissed. “I just wanna go home!”
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Fiction
"Do Your Worst!" unofficial challenge winners!. Top Story - October 2025.
Last month I hosted an unofficial writing challenge, prompting any fellow writers to craft a playlist of intolerable music. I was looking for recs that would make me suffer.
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Writers
Chefs to the Death
The votes are in, and…. CHEF JEN’S ELIMINATED! Next round, Jen tartare.
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Poets
That time I cured MY migraine With a delicious ginfusion.
Before I jump into an ingredients listing, I want to point out that this tasty recipe can easily be adapted as non-alcoholic, herbal tea of sorts! Simply steep these botanicals in hot water, instead of spirits-- you'll have a delicious hot beverage instead of a delicious liquor, but the flavor profile will be much the same. By the way, the flavor profile is a three parts “boreal forest” two parts “winter spice” and one part “Mediterranean fruits and herbs.”
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Proof
Lantern Light
Lost in the woods No end in sight You hear the coyotes Somewhere off to your right So you run left And you scream for your life
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Poets
Zero lumens, negative decibels
Raised in perfect dark Subject 3 gnaws his fingers, Just to make some noise *** *** Authors note: I just wrote a much longer story on this premise, if you’d like to read it you can:
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Poets
Rations
We are running out So I’ll teach her to cure me Then I’ll cut my neck *** *** Author’s note: I’ve written on this theme before, if you’re interested in reading a longer story, here’s this:
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Poets
Life is like a lie
Sometimes we frown and sometimes we smile But either way’s as good as a lie We feel very real, every once in a while But: we have yet begun to die
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Poets
Null Hypothesis . Winner in A Knock at the Door Challenge. Content Warning.
Boom! He stops— stops peeling his skin and lets his head swivel in the lonesome dark, towards the noise. It came from the varied wall, directly below the pale green dot. But the dot is still as always, it has always been there and it has never moved-- the dot is constant and eternal.
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Fiction
Unofficial Challenge: More Howls for Halloween!
Hell-o friends. I hope you’re glad its spooky season! If you want to skip my intro and jump right to the unofficial writing challenge simply scroll down towards the bottom of the page and keep an eye out for the section heading: “How to Enter!”
By Sam Spinelli4 months ago in Writers