CJ Miller

Joined June 2021

0 stories

Bio

Fiction author • Dog mom • Castaway

"Think of this: that the writer wrote alone, and the reader read alone, and they were alone with each other."

- A.S. Byatt

Achievements (3)

Stories (55/0)

Top Story - May 2024
This Surely Is a DreamTop Story - May 2024
1:00 The scent of rain hangs heavy in the air. Catlike, shivering, you slip through the door wearing your shyness as makeup, rosy blotches blooming atop damp skin.
By CJ Miller17 days ago in Fiction
In the Small Hours
Migrants Land on Martha’s Vineyard, Country Divided September 14th, 2022 Approximately fifty migrants, the majority of whom are Venezuelan, arrived on the Massachusetts island today via Florida. Local authorities were unaware of the flights. . .
By CJ Miller8 months ago in Fiction
Stemming Sorrow
Sadness seeps slowly, seamlessly Sirenlike, sans sound Seductive Smothering successes Spoiling seasonal sojourns Supplanting sensorial synergy
By CJ Millerabout a year ago in Poets
Top Story - April 2023
The Final Gasp of WinterTop Story - April 2023
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. Through the worn silver, as if gazing into a neighboring den of sin, I was able to make out the shape of a woman with spidery fingers, her dress a brown, shabby muslin. Her hair like sullied snow.
By CJ Millerabout a year ago in Fiction
Lessons in Sharing
Three made of fleece and two stitched from cotton Five more beds than my mum need have boughten I swear on my paw She's a sucker for moi
By CJ Millerabout a year ago in Poets
Luck Be a Leading Lady
Existence lacks meaning: a daunting perspective One must become the poet: an artful directive Some win the lotto Whilst others get blotto
By CJ Millerabout a year ago in Poets
The Ruling Class
The idle Queen looked out upon the poor "Surely we can help them just a smidge more..." Her King sipped his wine Amid feasts so divine
By CJ Millerabout a year ago in Poets
This Uncanny Valley
Touch was once a verb for embracing another's skin Now we fumble about screens that demand a bloody PIN Depression's on the rise
By CJ Millerabout a year ago in Poets
Apricity
Every night at Midnight The purple clouds came Out to dance with The blushing sky And though you professed
By CJ Millerabout a year ago in Fiction
Synchronicity
time knows nothing of lines; rather, free-flowing arcs cascade in concert
By CJ Millerabout a year ago in Poets
A Human Equation
lack of time breeds angst an excess births mad malaise rel•a•tiv•i•ty
By CJ Millerabout a year ago in Poets
. . .And Wounds All Heels
time is on our side. so we've been told. slow to trust. this strife, growing old.
By CJ Millerabout a year ago in Poets

CJ Miller

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In the Small Hours

Stemming Sorrow

The Final Gasp of WinterTop Story - April 2023

Lessons in Sharing

Luck Be a Leading Lady

The Ruling Class

This Uncanny Valley

Apricity

Synchronicity

A Human Equation

. . .And Wounds All Heels

Achievements (3)

This Surely Is a DreamTop Story - May 2024