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Tweeprose: ‘After the Storm’ by A. N. Gretly (For @sajyahassan)

The blood dried, eventually. There on the tiled floor, a man’s body lay as cold as death itself amidst what looked like roughly drawn angel wings of crimson blood outstretched four or five feet from his shoulders. The body belonged … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘Almost Everything’ by A. N. Gretly (For @AnanRaafat)

The dizzy streets were calmer now, but the noises and the scars of those who walked them seemed to linger on and on to infinity like ghosts of past failures. The air smelt of raw Creekwell nights, like stains of … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘Untitled: Cut-Up’ by A. N. Gretly (For @SSAboulEla)

Now you see it. Sometimes the things you strive to forget come back to haunt you, no matter how deep you bury them. A young stranger in the crowd waited for the B-train at the North Creekwell station on a … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘A Foul Meal for a Foul Soul’ by A. N. Gretly (For @MariamGretly)

He ate people. It wasn’t that much of a big deal, really. Some people were vegetarians, others were vegans, but Christopher Mathers, a fifty year old physician at  St. Martin’s Hospital was a cannibal. It was that simple. The fact that … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘Twisted’ by A. N. Gretly (For @Zucker_Frei)

No one was allowed to talk about what happened in that building years and years ago, but people often whispered here and there like they always do. However, anyone who seemed to have been whispering too much either disappeared, or … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘The Division Bell’ by A. N. Gretly (for @SherifMohyeldin)

Arcturus Murray sat down one evening after sniffing some powdered magic mushrooms, with an epiphytical smile on his pale face. The stench was unbearable; a crossed-eyed pilot drooped lazily in the mist of his mind, visions blurred. The world was broken, ruined, … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘Kill The Clown’ by A. N. Gretly (for @Khaled__Nasr)

Dear Friend, The only appropriate thing to do is to start with the beginning. But I am an inappropriate individual, and thus, I shall start with the end; I killed the clown. I do not fully understand the reasons behind … Continue reading

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