My psalms are not a song of sorrow, but a whisper to the stillness, a plea for the echo to return. I create the silence to feel the depthof the world’s quiet, to touch the velvet edges of the...

Welcome to Stars Rite News — let’s catch up!If you look at the top bar, you’ll see the Stars Rite advertisement. We’ve been playing around with ways to bring more writers onto the site—new voices, different writing styles, and...

Prince Charming was dragged4 city blocks by his dickDecaying behind blood & urine colored glassSkid marks are vibrant with the city lights shining downShe never moved an inchWhat did you think she was going to do?She was only taught...