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Inseparable

Dr Molly JosephAugust 9, 2018

Inseparable written by: Dr. MOLLY JOSEPH the moon, a high arc the woods in a bath in bluish white foliage dark glazing in cool filtered moo...

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From Heaven To Kentucky

Ron KemptonAugust 1, 2018

From Heaven To Kentucky written by: Ron Kempton Morning hung on the wet city, Nashville’s electric streets hummed as we passed North to Kentucky. Wear...

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The Sea Of The Golden Palace

Hongri YuanJune 26, 2018

The Sea Of The Golden Palace written by: Hongri Yuan translated by: Yuanbing Zhang Happiness is the memory of heaven And the soul is as sweet as...

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DREAMING IN MY DOORWAY

Dr. Nikhat BanoMarch 13, 2018

DREAMING IN MY DOORWAY written by: Dr. Nikhat Bano Lost in my thoughts, dreaming about you; With a bluebell in my hand I'm counting on your love. ...

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The Sun Of Unknown Night

Hongri YuanMarch 6, 2018

The Sun of Unknown Night written by: Hongri Yuan translated by: Yuanbing Zhang I believe that black stones spawn the honey of the heaven And the dea...

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Tears In Heaven

Laura HughesFebruary 3, 2018

Tears In Heaven written by: Laura Hughes @Ri_Ri1977 We may never know all the reasons why, someone has to go, without a goodbye. It is a hard blo...

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I Am Sorrow!

BarshaDecember 11, 2017

I Am Sorrow! written by: Barsha I am sorrow, Lying at the choking corner Of the Myriad world of time! Yea! I am sorrow; Joy crowns me, When turqu...

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HEAVENLY DREAMS

TM DiSarroNovember 20, 2017

HEAVENLY DREAMS written by: TM DiSarro @tmdisarro I awoke in the evening To find it was morning I should have just stayed In my bed For I can’t k...

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Third Eye

NikNikNovember 3, 2017

Third Eye written by: NikNik You wanna open the third eye? Do you even know why? Let me put you up on game You'll never be the same You'll have no...

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Distant Heaven

Hongri YuanOctober 26, 2017

Distant Heaven written by: Hongri Yuan translated by: Manu Mangattu Often I have a foretaste of the future city of the giant. The young giants in pl...

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PASSAGE TO HEAVEN

K. RadhakrishnanSeptember 27, 2017

PASSAGE TO HEAVEN written by: K. RADHAKRISHNAN Can I get my passage to heaven? Oh, I heard about that place very often, They say it is a place where...

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Crying Earth

Roland WiebeSeptember 20, 2017

Crying Earth written by: Roland Wiebe Lines blurred Between heaven and damnation Lands drowned on antipodes Buddhists killing Muslims Great cities...

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Heaven Isn’t Too Far Away

Mario William VitaleSeptember 4, 2017

Heaven Isn't Too Far Away written by: Mario William Vitale We make love. We give love. Yet, sadness almost always fills our hearts. A peer of...

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On Angel Wings Heaven-Bound

Hongri YuanAugust 31, 2017

On Angel Wings Heaven-Bound written by: Hongri Yuan translated by: Manu Mangattu Pluck out a star from the night sky above And let it sing to you wi...

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If you want to understand who I am, I suggest you listen to the Frank Sinatra songs: “That's Life” and “My Way.” Combined, they accurately define my mindset and the life I have led. From a very early age, I knew there was more going on in the world than what was happening in my own “backyard.” The idea of spending my entire life in the same place seemed foreign, restrictive and unfulfilling. Along the way, I’ve had a number of incredible highs and just as many devastating lows. However, I wouldn't change a single moment. All of it has served a purpose. And as a writer, it has been invaluable.

Georgia, 1966 by P.A. O'Neil

“Well, that closet’s empty.” Carrie set down the armload of dusty boxes and briskly wiped her hands against each other. “What have you got there?”
“What—oh, just a box of letters Mom must’ve written to Dad over the years.”
“Really? I didn’t think your folks were ever separated for any great length of time. I mean, it’s not like he was in the army or anything.”
I patted on the mattress indicating my cousin should sit. “No, but for years their vacation schedules were not compatible, so Mom would take us kids with her leaving Dad behind. This box is full of postcards and letters she sent, so he would feel included.” ...