Allegory Stories

A fairy-tale-esque short story, which deliberately adopts folklore-like writing, using personified cosmic forces to explore love as mutual illumination rather than possession. No placement, but this tale has gotten a 95/100 in the Triquetra Awards Short Story category!

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Amelia Cruz did not plan to be on that plane, but Amelia never really gets a say in much. Not when Jack Merridew is thrown in the mix. Amelia's future has always been tangled up with him, whether she liked it or not but for the first time in her life, Amelia wonders if being meant for someone really means and if she's safe with Jack after it all. [ JACK MERRIDEW x FILIPINO! oc ] [ STATUS: ONGOING ]

The Dreamer awakes, the shadow goes by; the tale I have told you, that tale is a lie... Portals to magical worlds, corvids that speak the meaning of life, and more await one who sits and listens to this sharing of tales between two anachronistic raconteurs, one of whom may or may not be Geoffrey Chaucer. Reader, remember this: the tales are pure fictions. Fantasies. Except when they are not.

In a world of millions racing toward a single chance at life, two brothers the brave Dash and his tiny younger brother Dot survive impossible currents, deadly storms, and heartbreaking loss alongside their siblings on a legendary journey toward the mysterious Egg. What begins as a funny and hopeful adventure slowly becomes an emotional story of sacrifice, brotherhood, and survival, as the brothers discover a painful truth: only one of them can become human. But even in loss, the memories of those left behind may live on forever.

I write a lot of poetry, and I wanted to share it with others via pen name regardless of if people find it or not.

Come to me... come to me... where the whispers in my being, as I looked out to the cloud filled horizon from atop the ancient sky arenas arched pillar. I could feel the life draining away from me, and I knew I didn't have long. The place on which I stood was the highest height in any realm, and just beyond my toes was the furthest drop. No one had dared climb the sacrificial stone crescent in centuries, but here I was a girl, seconds away from certain death, whether I stayed or lept. I could hear the gaps and screams of the entire arena as I knew all attention was on me. But the words echoed over and over in me, as the sun and wind delicately touched my skin. Maybe, just maybe... he was calling to me. Would I... answer?

In a garden where dried roses outnumber those in bloom, promises wither beneath crowns of ambition and masks of deception. The Republic of Dried Roses is a symbolic poem that explores power, division, and the silent suffering of a nation caught between hope and disillusionment. Through the imagery of dried petals, thorned crowns, and a fading garden, it reflects on the cost of greed, the fragility of trust, and the resilience of those who refuse to be silenced. For when every rose claims to speak for the garden, who remains to speak for the soil?

A story about four people, who make a deal with the devil, and end up with the power of God. This is "Walking Dollar Bills" Forget becoming a millionaire or even a billionaire. Jeff who? What happens when your wealth doesn't come from assets or skills, but your body? No. Not what the body does, but what it becomes. This isn't a rags to riches story because the poor don't get money...they are money. Cover made by: xtrawww https://www.wattpad.com/story/187202501-catching-fire Completed: 6/20/2020 Milestones: Ranked Number # 1 in Capitalism (8/4/2021)

A poem about depression

The Garden of Closed Gates is Volume Two in The Unfinished Cause Series: Historical Voices Confront the Present. It is a political fable in the spirit of Margaret Sanger that imagines a nation where hard-won freedoms are slowly fenced off behind newly locked gates. Through allegory, satire, and historical echoes, the story follows a struggle between those who seek to control women's bodies and those determined to preserve autonomy, knowledge, and choice. Set within a symbolic garden representing reproductive freedom, the tale explores the cyclical nature of history, the fragility of civil rights, and the enduring power of ordinary people to resist oppression. As clinics close, information disappears, and politicians claim authority over private decisions, a new generation discovers that freedom is not a monument carved in stone but a garden that must be tended, protected, and replanted in every age. Blending sharp wit, moral urgency, and hopeful defiance, The Garden of Closed Gates asks a timeless question: Who has the right to decide the course of a woman's life? A poignant addition to The Unfinished Cause Series: Historical Voices Confront the Present, this volume reimagines Margaret Sanger's voice confronting one of the most contentious battles of modern America.

A one-shot allegorical story set in a smoke-covered urban area of a fictional city in the Philippines where floods, noise, exhaustion, and uncertainty have become ordinary, the lives of students, workers, commuters, and teachers briefly intersect inside a struggling jeepney. Through quiet conversations on labor, education, technology, and daily survival, they slowly begin to recognize the shared realities connecting them beneath the haze of modern urban life.

She made something delicate. Something rare. Something made of love. But the wrong person didn't see beauty-only weakness. The Porcelain Doll is a haunting poetic story about rebuilding after cruelty, recognizing manipulation disguised as charm, and finally protecting the most fragile part of you: your heart.

A cage built over a plot of forest: to keep us safe? to keep us trapped? As the looming grid casts its shadow, familiar truths begin to unravel. Adrian and Andy - two birds bound by curiosity and friendship - begin to question the world they've always known. Together, they confront the realities of trauma, control, and freedom in a society that dares not look up.

In Rwanda, drums have always spoken before words. They are more than wood and skin. They are memory, heritage, and the heartbeat of a people. Yet when a foreigner named Kazungu becomes fascinated by Rwandan drumming, he believes mastery lies in force, imitation, and possession. He studies the rhythms. He buys the drums. He trains tirelessly. But every time he strikes, something is missing. As Kazungu journeys between lands, between pride and humility, between imitation and understanding, he begins to discover a painful truth: a drum is not mastered by strength, but by connection. It is not the instrument that fails, it is the hand that strikes without listening. Through the allegory of drums, tanners, and drummers, Blamed on the Tanners explores heritage, identity, leadership, belonging, cultural erosion, and the silent cry of unborn voices. For all drums are skins. All are struck. But the question remains: Who is worthy to strike them and how.

A sheep wanders away from her shepherd, however, she soon finds out that she has made a grave mistake.

Let me tell you a story: A story about a man in a city of pipes, a million miles of pipes.

A long-term sleeper tries to return to normal society and is sent to investigate a community based around a technology that doesn't make sense, even to the strictest adherents. She struggles to catch up with the things that changed while she slept and also tries to document the dangerous effects of the new system.

A parable.

In this allegorical short story, join a girl named Wey on an autumn tour aboard a bus named Limb. There she follows in the tracks of all those who went before and helps prepare a path for those who will come after.