Author: jesseteller
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Volacha
“What do you love?” I asked her. She was African-American, pretty, a bit thick in the right places, with a beautiful sundress and immaculate hair. She was tall, and barefoot, with an angry face and a bag over her shoulder. She was having a bad day, I could tell by her body language, and she…
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To Destroy Something Beautiful
It wasn’t long before Harvard read for Writers Club. To my recollection he read in Writers Club twice. This first time, it was a poem. It was dark, gritty. It gave off a rotting smell, had sour breath. It was a poem that made you feel like being other places, a poem to curl the…
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No Man
The house was a corpse. Hot and damp, the room had the smell of a disheveled man, a man who had other things to worry about. The house was black. Even the street light was dead outside the window, and no one could see anything except the horrified flame of the withering candle set by…
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The Friday 13 with Melissa A. Joy
Melissa A. Joy is a new fantasy author who challenges the conventional expectations of fantasy and takes them to a whole new level. It is no secret that she believes in the existence of all things fantastical, and that anything is possible. She began building the world of Aeldynn and started writing seriously aged approximately…