Gemotions

"Another round for everyone!" Leo boomed, slapping the table, his laughter echoing in the crowded pub. He'd just won the local poetry slam, his words captivating the audience, earning him cheers and applause. He felt a thrill of pride coursing through him. This was just the beginning. The world would know his name. He was destined for greatness.

He pulled out his phone, eager to share the news on social media, when he saw it: a blog post featuring his poem, but the author was listed as “Anonymous.” His jaw tightened. The words were his. The heart behind them, his. He would make them pay. He stormed out of the pub.