Lucas Donnan : Writing

The Well

The Well

A Poem by Lucas Donnan


I sit I question I ponder plans made long ago, distant memories today loves gained and lost opportunities missed all because of apprehension th..
Rumpelstiltskin

Rumpelstiltskin

A Story by Lucas Donnan


A trip to the bowling alley holds more than one purpose. It’s a mystifying place that gives you the choice between wearing clown shoes and thro..
Pink Mist

Pink Mist

A Story by Lucas Donnan


Poking my head out around the corner I reload both my pistols. The rifle was out of ammo, a glorified bludgeoning device. I round the corner, both ar..
Extacy

Extacy

A Story by Lucas Donnan


The offensiveness of the strobe lights die down to a flicker as my eyes adjust. The music commands my body to bounce and juke as the bass tries to sh..
Silhouette

Silhouette

A Story by Lucas Donnan


My pace is brisk and focused but not because of the cold, certainly not the case. I've had this old coat since I can remember and yet it retains heat..
Untitled

Untitled

A Poem by Lucas Donnan


Smiling as her head raises up I return the grin, this time, like each one before Maybe I could be wrong Misunderstood Then again, it wouldn't be t..
Picture

Picture

A Story by Lucas Donnan


I type in my four digit code for the last time. My face appears in the small box on the screen from the camera resting atop it. I want to do somethi..
Bar Code

Bar Code

A Poem by Lucas Donnan


One after another after another after another Eight hours of lining up a red laser over a series of thin and thick lines. Is this a test or a sign? ..
[untitled]

[untitled]

A Poem by Lucas Donnan


I can't quite place my finger on it. The words I try to stick to this feeling fail to stick like a man going for a greased pig. Unfamiliar yet empow..
A Good Walk

A Good Walk

A Story by Lucas Donnan


Without money and stuck in a mall I walk with a friend, the word sounding strange to me This is the last walk we'll have together whilst getting pai..

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