Category: creative writing

  • One loved…by G. Mramor

    One loved…by G. Mramor

    I. Where is your passion now, one loved?

  • You are a hero…by G. Mramor

    You are a hero…by G. Mramor

    You are a hero

  • Foreward.

    Foreward.

    If I were a painter, I would paint it in all its colorless glory, all its stillness. I would use the tiny space of my canvas and make it bigger somehow, draw the lines without boundaries, detail the faces in the abstract so only I could tell yours apart from mine- your face in a…

  • The Bell Tower by L. Breen

    The Bell Tower by L. Breen

    On cold winter Sundays, between sermons, he liked to climb up to the top of the bell tower. He bundled himself up in his winter gear, always sure to include the matching hat and scarf set that a parishioner had knit for him, and made his way up the old wooden ladder. When he first…

  • Love…by G. Mramor

    Love…by G. Mramor

    Love

  • My friend…by G. Mramor

    My friend…by G. Mramor

      My friend