Alexander McEvoy

Joined February 2023

249 stories

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Writing has been a hobby of mine for years, so I'm just thrilled to be here! As for me, I love writing, dogs, and travel (only 1 continent left! Australia-.-)

"The man of many series" - Donna Fox

I hope you enjoy my madness

AI is not real art!

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Sacred
Strip by strip. One and another. Time after time. Sunrise. Sunset. Winter. Spring. Summer. Autumn. All things in their time.
By Alexander McEvoy4 months ago in Fiction
Abandoned. Content Warning.
It waited. Slowly, so very slowly, It forgot. But still It waited. Aware of the passing of time, closeness of Its purpose, and the gulf keeping It from that purpose.
By Alexander McEvoy4 months ago in Fiction
Cluttered Thoughts
My mind is a dense and over-stuffed place Around me are the skeletal remnants of grace Killed by time's unrelenting pace Entire worlds drowned in time
By Alexander McEvoy5 months ago in Poets
Autumn
Bare feet on wet stone Gentle wind, softly blowing Rain, softly falling.
By Alexander McEvoy5 months ago in Poets
Lonely
remember you are not alone! not alone! not alone! You are not...
By Alexander McEvoy6 months ago in Poets
... and taxes
To call it a glow Would be untrue To call it a glow Would be a lie To call it a glow Would be to glorify that which simply is.
By Alexander McEvoy6 months ago in Poets
Frozen Smile
The same face. Always the same. Never a crack to be seen. Yet she sees through his lies. Sees the lines left behind
By Alexander McEvoy6 months ago in Poets
Porcelain Mask
Flawless features, Perfect expression. Never a crack to be seen. He questions that serenity, Wonders at the lingering legacy,
By Alexander McEvoy6 months ago in Poets
Fading
Colours clear and bright. Dancing through an autumn night. Summer's dying light.
By Alexander McEvoy6 months ago in Poets
Wouldn't It Be Nice. Top Story - September 2025.
He was smiling into the cameras, waiting patiently. This was not his forte, public speaking had always been a weakness as far back as school. Oh, school, how simple the world had been when he hadn't known what was going on.
By Alexander McEvoy7 months ago in Fiction
Dreamfall
Comfort enclosing Warmth enfolding Storm winds blowing Each breath steadily rising and falling Clicking Detaching Tilting
By Alexander McEvoy7 months ago in Poets
Artillery
"Do you hear them?" "Hear what, sir?" "The guns." The Prime Minister slouched against the bar and accepted a drink from me. I could never admit to being surprised that he won the election, it had been such a simple thing in the end. But I was always surprised at how... normal he was.
By Alexander McEvoy7 months ago in Fiction