Impressionist Stories

A collection of ten poems, that lay the schema behind our creative eye.

I never thought I would meet someone who liked me for who I am face or no face

She stared into the broken mirror. Why? She thought. Why me? Blood trickled down her arm from a gash in her hand. She crouched down to pick up the shards of glass and glanced into the cloudy reflection. Surprisingly, no tear trails marked her face. She frowned. The folds of the tent swayed in the wind. A gunshot echoed in the distance, and she started. The girl started, dropping the glass. Her black combat boots were caked with dust, mud, and blood. A man burst through the side of the tent. A horrible ripping sound reached her ears. He moved towards her, brandishing a knife. She moved with lethal grace, pulling out a dagger. The girl's silver dagger flashed. The man crumpled to the ground, his throat slit. He made a strangled gurgling sound. Blood leaked from the corners of his mouth. He gagged, vomiting blood on the canvas floor of the tent. The girl knelt gently next to him. Remorse filled her doe shaped, soft grey eyes. She leaned forward slowly and pressed her lips to his forehead. She pulled back, tucking her legs under her. "I'm sorry," She whispered. The girl stared down at the man in his final moments, as he choked to death on his own blood. She sat forward and swiped her finger across his neck. Number six hundred and forty three. She painted the number on his face with blood. And again, she asked the question that no one could answer. Why me?

Impressions of a tragedy, the continuation of Percy Squire

Find meaning where you can, make it where you can't.

I cannot distinguish you and the rain

In this short story, Bernard, a university professor, reacts to life-shattering news. He wrestles with the intricacies of faith and action while fighting the demons enticing him to take the easy way out. Built firmly around inner-mental conflict. Cover artist and editor: Hannah Malafy. With apologies to Jean-Paul Sartre, Margaret Atwood, and Aldous Huxley.

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Vincent Van Gogh, a normal person of this planet who feels a little bit lost... Who doesn't feel lost sometimes? Pretty much everyone... But for the society that wasn't ok... One day he meets someone... Will that person be the one for him? Let's see... DISCLAMER: Sorry if my english isn't always correct, I'm an english learner... If you want to ask me something, write me🤍 . LOVE FROM YOUR AUTHOR 🤍

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Trudging on in the midsummer sun.

A meditation on illusion and acceptance, tracing the quiet struggle between comfort in the familiar and the pull of change.

You're a girl. A girl with coal-black hair. You're alive. And the way you feel, trapped in a destiny you didn't choose, makes you yearn for any kind of escape, even death. He has feathers blacker than the night sky. And he makes you feel something more, something better than alive. He makes you feel free.

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