This is an open-ended short story that I wrote during this year's Escapril. I might continue it eventually since I've grown quite fond of the characters. Content warning: mention of suicide & death. Sera found herself in a graveyard. Again. The first one to go was her neighbour Mrs. Gruben-Riebe. For two years...
Parasite
by
Alisha C. R. Swartz
- May 11, 2020
This is a short story I wrote as part of Savannah Brown's Escapril. The prompt was "parasitic" and my short story was partly inspired by the Doctor Who episode "Turn Left". I have not seen the movie "Parasite" yet so this story is in no way related to that. It was just a...
a stream of consciousness to get all the words out of my head
by
Alisha C. R. Swartz
- June 24, 2018
write. write. write. whisper soft, like a feather in the night, like touching something – someone – valuable, like your big, brutal hands may break it or take away its softness like sandpaper roughing up its surface and what’s rough on the surface isn’t all gooey inside, that’s a lie to make the...
The Only Competition I Care About
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Alisha C. R. Swartz
- May 12, 2018
You know how everyone has one really weird and absurd obsession that everyone else thinks is kinda strange? Come on, stop pretending I know at the back of your mind you're thinking of the Great British Bake Off or the Bachelor or something like that. Anyways, today I wanna tell you about my...
A List of Poems
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Alisha C. R. Swartz
- September 01, 2017
Alright, fellas, listen up. I wanted to write something but I have absolutely nothing to write about. But I still wanted to share something with y'all (btw, I'm using y'all way too much lately and I'm starting to annoy myself with my fake Southern accent, maybe I should set up a yeehaw jar,...
Wonderland - A Poem for the Mad
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Alisha C. R. Swartz
- May 24, 2017
Lately I've been looking for my sanity. It seems I lost it. Your sanity isn't lost but stolen. Hidden away where you cannot find it. I am living in a bubble with people who are constantly pointing fingers at me and calling me crazy. They say I'm in the wrong and out of...
Sugar, Baby
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Alisha C. R. Swartz
- May 09, 2017
To the girl that said: 'I can't believe you're putting refined and fruit sugar on the same level' (which I didn't) and the 25+ people that liked her comment. Disclaimer: for the sake of keeping this somewhat comprehensible I'm only talking about sucrose, glucose and fructose, but feel free to do some research...
The Wolf In Sheep's Clothing
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Alisha C. R. Swartz
- April 16, 2017
You are the monster lurking beneath my bed. You are the bogeyman waiting in my closet. You are the flickering shadows in the dark corners of my room. You are the very fabric that is woven into my nightmares. When everyone turns their back, You take off your mask and show the beast,...
The Medical Case of the Sleeping Girl that was Always Tired - A Fairytale
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Alisha C. R. Swartz
- November 16, 2016
There once was a girl in a far away land that was always tired. Even as a baby the little girl slept all day and all night. But whenever her parents awoke her, she started crying like a hound and soon fell asleep again for she was always tired. The little girl got...
