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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: ‘Who Owes Whom?’ by A. N. Gretly (for @MariemAmer)

…and so, the rat-faced kid hurdled up and down the ragged alleyways of Creekwell City, holding the blood-stained grey suit close to his chest. He giggled cheerily as he maneuvered his way through the packs of ladies who scattered at … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘With Mind Alone’ by A. N. Gretly (for @Khair7)

Marv McMaster pulled the old and cracked wooden chair —one of very few items he owned in this world, and placed it right in front of the open window in his fifth floor apartment. He sat down with a deep … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘Perfectly Immoral Society’ by A. N. Gretly (for @YAGawad_ )

In Creekwell City, twenty-odd miles away from all the wealth, all the glamour of the high and godly suburbs, the old neon signs buzzed like hundreds of electric mosquitoes. A kid of ten or twelve, looking more like an underfed … Continue reading

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‘Round and Round and Round’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

Beneath a canopy of refracted neon lights of a million colors cutting through thick white clouds of dreary mist intermixed with smoke, a black Chevy screeched forward into the night, leaving dark marks tattooed upon the asphalt. Thousands of people … Continue reading

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‘Reborn’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

One must be destroyed, In order to be reborn. REWIND You’re covered in slime, Man in white slaps your bottom, You take a gasp of cold chemical air, And let out a loud cry of protest. Everyone congratulates the lady, … Continue reading

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‘What A Waste’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

3:00 a.m. Monday, 5th   I had half a bottle of Bell’s scotch whisky a fresh cigarillo was lodged between the index & middle finger of my other weary hand listening to the rapid pulse of the earth and the vibrations of … Continue reading

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