Motions Stories

You wondering about why you live? What is death? Why are we sentient? Is technology good? Are we alone in the universe? Why can we be depressed? Well, all of that is pac...

In the middle of the night When I am still under a fight My phone gives a sound Someone in my messenger is around

He wakes up on a day when it's no longer worth waking up. -a dream

"University, new friends, old demons... I'm I even ready?"

The most beautiful form of poetry in my opinion. :)

A poem of a person, no people, who when they are without a voice continue to talk; using their hands.

The Heath Robinson lavatorial contraption that trapped the unwary...