THE EIDOLON

This piece is inspired by the Walt Whitman poem of the same name. “O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, O Captain! my...

I sat on the sofa, viewing the wintery atmosphere overtaking the skies. I held the hand of my beloved Ossian, squeezing it, letting him...

You seemed like a kind, loving home I could stay in for a while A place that provides warmth for my cold little, desperate soul A...

My favorite day of the week is Tuesday. On The Tuesday I was sitting on an orange sofa with my childhood best friend, and boyfriend of...

Narcissus or Narcisseae. The man who could only look at himself. Desire. Narcissism. No empathy. No care. From the name, you may think...

This story is about one person who uses multiple pronouns (he/she/they/ae). His name was Mantis. She considered herself young, but on...