Stories, Creative Writing, Fiction, Creative Nonfiction, Poetry, and other inspired writing from the learners at Medici University. Stories Editor: Astrid Rimbaud.
The neighbors are always peeking across each others lawns, comparing shades of green and looking for new gossip to fill their day with. Some of them just cant find anything better to preoccupy themselves with. Especially that airhead Mariah next door who’s always pretending she can’t see me from her kitchen while she’s waiting for her muffins to bake.
part one Weeks and months had passed. The weather was hot and humid which made the stench around the zombies more foul. The uninfected were miserable and bored. There was no real leadership among them; just a lot of talk and finger pointing. It took too much energy to keep …
Waiting For You by Elle Thorkveld You’re driving down a dirt road sipping a coke I’m all alone, housework done my life’s a joke waiting for you waiting for you to come home to me You’re tapping the steering wheel chillin’ to the radio I’m standing in the kitchen wondering …
These past 4 years on his birthday, she’s found herself at the coffee shop playing pinball. Balls bounce against backstops and fly around crazily evoking more peace than a thousand empty night fields full of crickets and her unbearable imagining of him laying face down in the surf with too …
Estelle slapped her hand at the stinging on her damp neck. The humidity was awful and while the screen doors in the farmhouse were good, what with all the coming and going, some tiny, flying insects were bound to get in.
Do you remember that big storm of “43? I had just come back from town doing the shopping. I had stopped in Woolworth’s and picked up some new sheet music, I think it was “Mairzy Doats” and “You’ll Never Know Just How much I love you.” ‘Mairzy Doats’ was fun …
Pearl Grey and I have enjoyed collaborating to bring you the next (and last) group of story pictures. SL is such a rich source of inspiration for writers, and when you peek into a different world of imagination waiting to unfold in your own words, well how can you …
Oona, Elle, Paypabak, Veyot & Neeva write stories inspired by a new series of images from Pearl Grey.
Lucia angrily stubbed out her cigarette. She reapplied her lipstick carefully. She didn’t really like the shade but no one could be too damned picky these days, not unless they were one of the wealthy, powerful bastards that lived in the pod stations several miles above the earth.
A meditation in photos on Long Distance Relationships from Feels Empty.
Oh my darling brother. I don’t want to stay. I don’t want to go. Here they keep saying that I’m too slow at managing the operating system of this body and the rules for getting ahead in this culture. Or words to that effect. I guess I could leave. I’d …
Words and Prims Both lighter than ordinary Matter Both colored Twisted Tortured Flung Building blocks They combine With neighbors Forming bridges As easily as walls Have you noticed Delete key Works the same Word or prim Have you noticed No takebacks Once given away I want to be a poet …
Chances are, you’ve seen me around here, maybe even engaged me in a quick chat. If not, rest assured I have perved you from the rooftop of my studio at Tullia 1. See this as a more formal introduction. But where my writers at? Don’t get me wrong, I …
