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Find inspiration in this theme for your next piece, written in any form: Time is running out. [Photo by Aron Visuals on Unsplash]

Submissions

  • the time running down

    Breaking news appears on the tv saying there is a new epidemic and so everyone starts racing to the stores to get supplies like food,toilet paper, paper towels and other things when all of a sudden all the lights go out in the store, everyone star

  • Metamorphosis

    The caterpillar walked to the edge of the leaf

    Fall  was coming, the skies were turning grey

    He was scared of  the change, Didn’t know if it would be brief

  • January Is an Icicle

    The clock was frozen in amber, but now frost creeps up to crack the warm glow. The minute hand trembles, then moves in wistful whirls. The Christmas tree slumps, its shiny tears clinking against the wooden floor.

  • Time ticks slowly

    As much as I don’t want it to be true, it is.

    Time is running out. Soon we will all be one of the Fallen.

    There’s nothing we can do to stop it. Its arrival feels rushed, but at the same time—too far away.

  • Back and Forth

    Time is running out

    For you and me

    I hope you realized

    My heart is moving on

    While still you pace

    Back and forth

    Across your mind

    I knew from the moment I saw 

    You in my life

  • Pizza Delivery!

    Fourteen miles to 432 Carolina Street, that was the only thing standing between Joseph Palmer and free pizza. It was also the only thing standing between me and a stern talking to by my boss.

  • Chip

    In the small town of Bristol, where the sun dipped behind the rolling hills in hues of amber and gold, there lived a man named Chip McAllister. Known by his students and the community as "Mr.

  • Relief

    You're there, so close

    I'm reaching

    You're in my grasp

    You're slipping

    I'm holding tight

    Not tight enough

    Land far below

    Too far

    You're falling

  • A Cursed Truth

    The saying 'you don't know what you have until it's gone,' 

    is a truth that feels like a weighted curse, one you'll never be rid of. 

    Seasons change quicker than we realize, as winter holds fall close,