Socialcommentary Stories

The story continues as the mysterious warden of Zig-Zig is eventually informed about Herschel's escape. Against every principle of his precious Dalmicir school, Lyeasrakardsul submits and asks the Knomes for help before finally receiving the dreaded p-wyrd. Herschel is arrested as a chicken thief and brought to the town Stagna where he has been prejudged as a p-e-r-v-e-r-t by popular opinion, and where he will have some of the most significant encounters in his life.

Years into an epidemic, the quarantine system still functions. Meals are issued. Beds are counted. Transfers are logged. Mistakes are corrected-eventually. Daniel Mercer knows the difference between what the paperwork says and what is actually there. He delivers meals through East housing, where his wife Mara is getting worse and where a delayed update can mean an extra tray, an empty bed, or one more chance to keep her fed. At first, Daniel only uses what the system would waste. Then he learns which delays can be extended, which counts can remain open, and how easily an exception can become a procedure when the numbers still add up. Correct on Paper is a slow-burn psychological dystopian novel about bureaucracy, scarcity, love, and the point at which protecting one person becomes deciding what everyone else can afford to lose.

I've spent a lot of time thinking about what it truly means to call the Philippines 'HOME.' It's a place of incredible warmth and breathtaking beauty, but it also has its shadows and its struggles. I decided to put those feelings into words. My new poetry collection on Wattpad, Chosen Land, Beloved Beat , is my honest tribute to our country-capturing both the gold and the grit of our islands. I'd love for you to take a look and let me know which piece resonates with you the most. Follow me on Wattpad if you want, I am John Mark N. Luciano (@DonJuanMarco), if you saw the name of Moriones Zazadevha, that was my former Wattpad account. I would be publish One Poem, on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. 12:00 am(Philippine Time) (All criticism will be accepted as long as it does not contain any foul language or insults. Let us keep our Good Manners and Right Conduct. To God be the Glory.)

For generations, the people of Vespera have lived beneath a dome, believing its laws are the only reason they survived. But when tragedy strikes, a young woman is drawn into a dangerous world of secrets, power, and impossible choices that threaten the future of the entire nation.

A series of stories and accounts of the most ordinary thing on the street - the bin - and what it quietly reveals about the rest of us.

A Carnival of Small Apocalypses These are poems for the hours after midnight, when the neon hums louder than reason and the world briefly forgets how to pretend. Inside these pages, goldfish learn theology from television screens. Ghosts linger in diners. Prophets miss their exits. Machines dream of salvation. The faithful wrestle with doubt, the doubtful wrestle with faith, and ordinary people carry the quiet weight of living through strange times. Part witness, part confession, part roadside sermon, these free verse spoken-word poems wander through forgotten towns, crowded headlines, broken promises, flickering screens, and the stubborn mysteries that refuse to leave us alone. Some are angry. Some are mournful. Some laugh in places they probably shouldn't. Together they form a carnival of small endings and unexpected beginnings-a collection of voices searching for meaning beneath neon skies, beneath static, beneath the noise. Step right up. The lights are already flickering. The ride has already begun.

¿Y si la codicia no fuera simplemente un vicio, sino el motor silencioso del sufrimiento? Este ensayo explora la estructura del poder, el consuelo de la ira mal dirigida y el precio de perseguir al enemigo equivocado. Más allá de las líneas partidistas, La Séptima Trompeta examina cómo prosperan los sistemas de manipulación cuando la indignación fluye hacia abajo en lugar de hacia arriba. Esto no es un ataque partidista. Es una cuestión moral. ¿Quién se beneficia de nuestra división? ¿Y qué se necesitaría para enfrentarnos a algo más grande que nosotros mismos? Si la fuerza tiene algún significado, debe ser lo suficientemente fuerte como para enfrentarse al dragón.

"Just an already fallen demigod falling for a human who's weirdly into watching organs out in the open." What happens when the heavens get their hands on one of humankind's most debatable invention, an A.I? Well, simple. They kick out the cupids and replace them with an A.I, duh! Gotta get extra money to warm your pockets afterall, even if you ARE the damn god, right? Well, yeah, that explains why the cupids are living hidden among the mortals, and why modern love is so dead; from ghosting and emotionally unavailable to painful situationships. Guess a machine can't excel at something it can't even feel, even if it's called L.O.V.E, eh? Now enter Rhoda Williams, an oblivious victim of a bad situationship where she's confusingly head over heels over a man who wants 'nothing serious'. The girl who knows what a Xerostomia is, but not love, romantically atleast. When she goes to get her 'lovely boyfriend' a bouquet from a new little flower shop, little did she know, the florist, Lev Rowan, isn't who he seems to be. Will the pair of a fallen demigod and a final year medical student be able to beat the A.I? Or will modern love be doomed in the hands of a machine forever? ... Warning - 16+ (Use of swear words)

Seven adults left Earth. Seven toddlers returned. When the first Mars mission lands back on Earth, the crew expects a hero's welcome. What they find is pastel foam and rounded corners. As the crew struggles to maintain their sanity, they realize the trap. But the world is so warm now. So soft. So comfy. Don't you want to take a nap?

A poignant exploration of dreams, reality, and the search for meaning in a world filled with unexpected truths. Two short poems that delve into the personal and the political, leaving the reader pondering life's complexities.

In a city where every debt comes with a QR code, Raya tunes the risk model that decides who gets to eat, who gets to ride, who gets approved. Then a courier named Bima scans his way through the exact gap she built for someone else. The system logs him in three words: High-risk user. Action: None. When he disappears, she has to find out what a two-point threshold is worth, now that it has a face.

"They gave her to the birds, the moon, love - /They did not know /Her names were more than words. /Names gave her away /But she gave herself" What's micropoetry? Well, there's some leeway, but I usually define it as poetry that fits the length of a Tweet. Whole poems in 140 characters or less. Previously published on Twitter, and my blog. I'll be adding my archive to this slowly, rather than all at once. I talk about life, love, and everything in between! (Expect social commentary!)

Barangay Sanay Story Description In the burning garbage slopes of 1990s Smokey Mountain, Manila, survival is already a kind of horror. Jun, a teenage scavenger, spends his days collecting scrap, boiling pagpag, filtering dirty water, and protecting his pregnant fourteen-year-old sister Tess and their younger brother Noel, a child already slipping into rugby addiction. Their world is made of rot, smoke, hunger, corrupt landlords, political lies, and people who have learned to live beside suffering so long they no longer recognize it as abnormal. Then reality breaks. A small invisible anomaly appears inside Smokey Mountain: a circular zone of zero gravity and near-vacuum where garbage, animals, and eventually people drift upward into the fog and vanish. At first, the poor notice it before anyone else. Then the government arrives. Then the media. Then scientists, soldiers, tourists, politicians, opportunists, and cults. The world suddenly wants Smokey Mountain. Not because of the people living there. Because the anomaly may be humanity's cheapest doorway to space. As the fog thickens and the anomaly spreads its influence, the community begins to mutate socially before it mutates physically. People grow angrier. Rumors become doctrine. Political fanaticism becomes religion. Stray animals are found butchered into strange symbols. Cults rise around blood, water, prophecy, and the unborn child inside Tess. Jun wants nothing to do with gods, miracles, or politics. He only wants his family alive. But when Tess gives birth to twins during a night of chanting, death, and impossible visions, Jun is forced into a choice that will shape the future of the world. Barangay Sanay is a political cosmic horror novel about poverty, corruption, cults, tribalism, and the most terrifying thing humans can do: get used to anything.

In a near-future society where personality "recalibrations" correct problematic behavior, Tom has become a better man-calmer, more stable, easier to live with. But when he's flagged for another reset, he starts to wonder: how much of him has already been replaced? And if he keeps improving on someone else's terms, will anything real remain?

After an accident occurred at the HOLTEC plant, leaving New Mexico to become the country's nuclear dumping ground, Eleanor and her family move to New Mexico for protection and the freedom to express their true selves. When Eleanor starts her new job, at the factory designed to process nuclear waste, she meets Olive, the cunning, smart witted, quick on her feet girl, who she quickly falls in love with. As their relationship blossoms, they learn new truths about who they are and what they stand for.

Set in Hell, this wild story captures the stories of Satan, Justin BEANber, Thanos (uwu), Ursula, Miss Havisham, Dracula, and Frankenstein's monster (affectionately called Frankie for our lack of creativity to create a new name befitting of the monster). More characters may be added on impulse as we create the story. Collaboration with @frickitysnoop, and two others!

Amblypygi are a nocturnal group of arachnids, commonly called whip spiders or tailless whip scorpions [...] Amblypygids also have spiny, raptorial pedipalps that are used for defense and to capture prey. Amblypygids possess no silk glands or venomous fangs and are harmless to humans. Amblypygids can live around 5-10 years and are found in warm tropical and subtropical regions worldwide. They seek refuge during the day in crevices of trees, rocky outcroppings or cliff banks, underneath rocks or bark, and come out at night to be active. Republished, originally published in autumn 2025

Idyllic views of reality, poetry & a dash of social commentary.

Joe Slattery is retired and lives on his own in Schuylkill Township, Pennsylvania, a rural, off-the-beaten-path part of the state. One night he is startled to see a young black man on his front porch, knocking at the door. No words are exchanged, but Joe pulls a loaded .38 revolver from the side-table by his chair and fires twice through the glass door. A police interview and investigation ensues and Joe is left to reflect on what transpired. The town must contend with reverberations from this event. This story is snatched from the headlines. As events transpire, these tangled lives - Joe, the young man who was shot, the local sheriff - try to move forward from tragedy to hope. The story is narrated by a third person voice.

"A World of Masks" is a thought-provoking tale of self-discovery and growth. The story follows Sophia, a sheltered young girl who ventures out into the world for the first time, only to encounter a cast of characters who wear masks to conceal their true selves. As Sophia navigates this complex web of relationships, she must confront the harsh realities of the world and learn to discern truth from deception. Will she find genuine connections in a world of masks? Madhushika ❤️