Thucydides Quote – Stories happen to those who tell them

“Stories happen to those who tell them.” – Thucydides
Read more“Stories happen to those who tell them.” – Thucydides
Read more“Every story has an end. But in life, every ending is just a new beginning.”
Read more“The end is simply the beginning of an even longer story.” – Zadie Smith
Read moreMORNING RUN by Norbert Kovacs (Originally published in FIVE:2:ONE’s #thesideshow, May 12, 2018. The author has revised the text.) For three weeks, Phil’s veins ran with anticipation. He woke with a tingling in his arms and a warmth suffusing his head that he could not explain. He imagined he had keyed into a sense that something good was about to […]
Read moreBy The Yellow Light by, Melissa R. Mendelson I was nine when my parents got divorced. I could hear them arguing downstairs as I clutched Teddy in my arms. I always felt safe in this house. I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to stay with my mother, and for awhile, I did. But then my father came and […]
Read moreThe Candle Lights by, Melissa R. Mendelson A soft glow slipped across the darkness. It chased the shadows away. All the unwanted emotions like doubt and fear became silenced. Peace was no longer a dream, and the body would know no war or struggle but a beautiful rest. And the eyes flashed open, mirroring the soft glow, and she […]
Read moreUnfriendly Skies by, Melissa R. Mendelson The sky was portrait blue. White clouds graced across it. The sun dipped in and out. Black strokes of bird swayed into view. The world was quiet and disappeared down below, and all the strangers sat like porcelain dolls, lost inside their minds. Only the engines rumbled, and voices crackled over the radio. […]
Read moreRAPE OF THE LOCK OPANIYI SAMUEL OLUWAWUMI Yemisi was nice to me. Nkechi just left me for no cause. We were already thinking of marriage and I just newly got a Big-Daddy Toyota Camry Car then; she had cream colour like Kabria’s Creamy in Darko’s Faceless. I was deeply at six and seven when Nkechi, a lady […]
Read moreAUTO PILOT By, Melissa R. Mendelson “How was your father’s funeral?” “It was fine.” “Just fine, Gary?” Gary stretched out on a brown, leather couch. He turned to look at the older gentleman sitting near him with his legs crossed and a notepad and pen in his lap. His brown eyes held his gaze, and then Gary resumed watching the […]
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