Surreal

A Bottled Instant

Art can exist in a vacuum but artists struggle to breathe in them. Art is temporary, fleeting, at least it is in the moment; inspiration flickers,...

Those Plasticine People

A place, there exists, a place of almost sense, a place of endlessness; time remains, a frozen lake, climate refrigerated. Under skies of blue, and...
Cherry

Grown Hopes

The road, it moves beneath the feet, each step is back and forth; endlessly chasing the future past in constant dismay of present. Dreams of a future...

CUPIDS VENDETTA

I’ll tell you a secret about the lover’s curse, that no mortal can escape the fury of unrequited love. How your soul will bleed for the very blade...
Cherry

Where the Vines Fell

Roads well travelled; map like the back of the hand; different now. Time changes all, even the inanimate are not immune. Soulless structures in a...

Walking the Timeline

The path is less so a trail of cobbles than a rope between points vague and moving. Exiled from the beginning, only the endpoint carries hope yet...
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The Road We Walked Alone

I walked behind you, alone on the road, following in your footsteps; my feet fit perfectly. Looking ahead, the road it winds, its path unpredictable...

Easter 2026 by Alfred N. Muggins (Part 1)

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5 April 2026 Alfred woke up once again, He had had a couple of hours of further deep, dreaming, sleep since his last obligatory visit to the toilet...