We finally made it to the last week of The Muggo Writing Contest! This week the contestants are writing about their greatest fears in life.
Hey hey! Week Three of the Muggo Writing Contest is complete. Now it’s up to you, dear reader, to tell us who will win the
“Call it” said the doctor, “There’s nothing left to do. I’ve done what could And now I should Give up, this patient’s through. No miracle
It was early morning, dawn, at The Saturn juice bar; The doctor, my client, hired me, Frisco, PI, rock star. She was suspicious, concerned, her
The old man sits in the chair, thinking to himself of the lords prayer. The man wonders if this is a pattern, like the rings
A series of Haiku poems: Water bottles half-full in fridge No one will ever drink the rest The puppy is always hydrated * *