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1970s Short Stories

Here are the top 1970s short stories, fanfiction, poetry, and posts on Commaful, including topics like "horror", "thriller", and more.
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My Flexible Flyer
christop Bronze Comma
a year ago
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Long before iPhones, Playstations, and Facebook, we had no choice but to play outside. I had this old rusty sled passed down from my brother and sister or maybe one of my cousins. It was a cast-iron b...

A Sonnet for Travis Bickle
normancrane Gifted Writer
2 years ago
17
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This poem was created from lines of dialogue spoken by Travis Bickle in the 1976 film Taxi Driver, directed by Martin Scorsese and written by Paul Schrader.

Through the Open Window
rwmarshall
a year ago
3
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I woke up to a loud thud coming from across my bedroom. My alarm clock that was usually positioned facing my bed was now on the floor. As my eyes focused on the subtle red glow that pierced through my...

Long Walk Home
christop Bronze Comma
a year ago
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Dust emerged and swirled around like a dirty cloud that wasn't lovely enough for the azure sky. That car sped by, throwing gravel everywhere. We don't see many automobiles at the end of Mellon road. M...

My Flexible Flyer
christop Bronze Comma
a year ago
17
0
2
Long before iPhones, Playstations, and Facebook, we had no choice but to play outside. I had this old rusty sled passed down from my brother and sister or maybe one of my cousins. It was a cast-iron b...

A Sonnet for Travis Bickle
normancrane Gifted Writer
2 years ago
17
0
0
This poem was created from lines of dialogue spoken by Travis Bickle in the 1976 film Taxi Driver, directed by Martin Scorsese and written by Paul Schrader.

Through the Open Window
rwmarshall
a year ago
3
0
0
I woke up to a loud thud coming from across my bedroom. My alarm clock that was usually positioned facing my bed was now on the floor. As my eyes focused on the subtle red glow that pierced through my...

Long Walk Home
christop Bronze Comma
a year ago
1
0
0
Dust emerged and swirled around like a dirty cloud that wasn't lovely enough for the azure sky. That car sped by, throwing gravel everywhere. We don't see many automobiles at the end of Mellon road. M...