Prose

Under Control
Live from Air Force One Update The Meteor, designated 2X5-L1, sighted ten days ago, has defied odds, passed all gravitational giants in our solar system, and is on a direct collision course with Earth.
By Alicia Anspaugh18 days ago in Poets
Hollywood Night Walk 1970s
This was written, created, edited by Vicki Lawana Trusselli I wrote this to escape the 2026 political atmosphere of hate. So, I slipped into a dream. SWEET!
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 18 days ago in Poets
Hollow
You do not know why you thirst at the spring of life yet are sated at the spring of death. You learned all that you were meant to know,
By Nicole Moore18 days ago in Poets
The Open Middle
Today, I long for what I lost yesterday. Yesterday, I was longing for today. And today, I miss yesterday. The threads of my future are tangled.
By Nicole Moore18 days ago in Poets
The Slow Dance
"The Slow Dance" is an immersive exploration of a singular, stolen moment within the Blue Velvet Candlelight Club. Set against the gritty, neon-soaked backdrop of 1970s Los Angeles, the piece captures the "ancient and gentle" recognition between two souls before a single word is spoken.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 19 days ago in Poets
"Intimidation" - The Best Way To Describe "MY - self", you can ask any person OUTSIDE!
Here IS a list of all the POSITIVES I have - for a relationship lasting "49 years"! I yell - positive! I cook - positive!
By 365poetry19 days ago in Poets
The Blue Velvet Candlelight Club
Written, created, edited by Vicki Lawana Trusselli This story comes from my heart and soul. At of 28 I was majoring in Journalism and my at that time was to write human interests. I remember those times when I could feel at home in America. So, I wrote the Hollywood Nights in the 1970s. If you did not like the 70s so be it. Then it is my story from human experiences.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 20 days ago in Poets
The Talking Fish
They see a man corded muscles so tight they bind him and pull his skeleton into poses a fisherman bent over the haul .
By Justin Keeling20 days ago in Poets
Still Wondering.... Top Story - January 2026.
I love the sound of your smile when we’d talk on the phone . the stories and small moments you'd share . I love your mind
By Justin Keeling20 days ago in Poets
Whispers in a Prism
Asleep in your arms in sunlight . the park, a bubble painted on the grass as our palace in quarantine . you look at the couples
By Justin Keeling20 days ago in Poets
One, Two, Three.
One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three. Count in your head. Quietly. So no one notices. You must stay composed. You cannot let them see.
By Alicia Melnick 20 days ago in Poets
If I Could Not See You
In the lightless night I would still know you by your scent your voice the gentle weight of your gait in the living room
By Justin Keeling20 days ago in Poets