by McArthur Williams | May 5, 2025 | Prayers
Introduction: This is my honest prayer and reflection. I’m not a perfect man — far from it — but I believe in a perfect God who redeems broken lives. If you’re struggling, lost, or tired of carrying the weight of your past, I hope my words speak to your heart....
by McArthur Williams | May 2, 2025 | Short Stories
Dedicated to my cousins, whom I love dearly—Nina Diaz and Jordan Releford I remember when I first met you, Sebastian. It must have been sometime in the fall—maybe October or November. The leaves were turning, the air was crisp, and I had gone over to my cousin...
by McArthur Williams | May 2, 2025 | Short Stories
Charles used to have everything that mattered—his wife, his two children, Charles Jr. and Chloe, and a peaceful home in suburban Maryland, just five minutes from the heart of Washington, D.C. His family was his world. He worked hard, provided for them, and believed,...
by McArthur Williams | May 2, 2025 | Poetry
Sitting at the table thinking again and again. I just thought of something fresh, picked up my paper and pen. There we were, you and I so all alone With our minds in some trance of a twilight zone. Yeah, I loved you and you loved me, And this love girl should have...
by McArthur Williams | May 1, 2025 | Short Stories
My name is Dimitri. I am thirteen years old, and I used to live in Kiev, Ukraine, above a small shoe shop with my father, Vladimir. He was all I had. My mother died the day I was born. I never knew her, but I saw her in the way my father smiled—only sometimes—and in...
