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StoryBubbles' Proof Of Existence Yemassee011 years 6 months ago
StoryAriel Yemassee011 years 6 months ago
StoryAntediluvian (Debits and Credits) Yemassee011 years 6 months ago
StoryA Poem of Modest Intent Yemassee011 years 6 months ago
StoryA New Man Yemassee011 years 6 months ago
CollectionPoetry Yemassee011 years 6 months ago
CollectionGeneral Fiction Yemassee011 years 6 months ago
CollectionHumor Yemassee011 years 6 months ago
CollectionSatire Yemassee011 years 6 months ago
StoryMeet me in the meadow Yemassee011 years 8 months ago
StoryLove Does Not Have Eyes Yemassee011 years 8 months ago
StoryTwo Writers (A Sketch) Yemassee011 years 8 months ago
StoryMy Brush With Culture Yemassee011 years 8 months ago
StoryTo Conquer The World Yemassee011 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Two Peas Of Shady Pines Yemassee011 years 8 months ago
StoryFathers and Daughters Yemassee011 years 8 months ago
StoryEmily D 569 (A poem in search of a reader) Yemassee011 years 8 months ago
StoryFootfalls Yemassee011 years 8 months ago
StoryDooleyism Yemassee011 years 8 months ago
StoryFather Time Yemassee011 years 8 months ago

My stories

A New Man

John Page, founder and President of Cryo-Age was an affable and persuasive man. After just 30 minutes, he'd convinced the couple of his sincerity and his companies' claims. He admitted to the couple that the process was a slow one, taking over three years to complete, but when done, he assured them, David could be expected to live another 40-50 years!

Emily D 569 (A poem in search of a reader)

Emily Reckoned--"Poets first." And Second: "The Sun." Then, "Summer" --Then, "Heaven." And then--she was done.

A Poem of Modest Intent

In 1729 Swift proposed with modest intent- a sensible solution for society's betterment. Being a man of sound reason, I do now suggest- that we once again reflect upon his minor request.

Bubbles' Proof Of Existence

"Imagine that this stupid volcano is a whole number. To find out whether it really exists, or is the centerpiece of some horribly bad dream I'm having, you add one whole number to another." Bubbles, picks up the bottle of vinegar and pours it over the display. She then grabs the box of baking powder and liberally spreads it over the vinegar. Tossing the empty box into the air she finishes...

Antediluvian (Debits and Credits)

Up ahead he hears a rustling and aims his rifle, he sees a flash of fluorescent orange, just before he pulls the trigger...it's a fellow hunter, trudging along, frightening his deer! One of "them" from away, as locals call out-of-state hunters. "Too bad he's wearing orange." he thinks, tugging at his camouflage knit cap.

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