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Without Him

Alyssa Brocker·January 30, 2018

without him written by: Alyssa Brocker @Atelgy the first day I met him he reminded me...

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This Poem Is About You

Alyssa Brocker·November 30, 2017

this poem is about you written by: Alyssa Brocker @Atelgy i never thought you would be...

English Poetry Alyssa Brocker Without Reason

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Happy

Alyssa Brocker·September 27, 2017

happy written by: Alyssa Brocker @Atelgy it’s like a constant little headache...

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Natural Disasters

Alyssa Brocker·September 3, 2017

natural disasters written by: Alyssa Brocker @Atelgy i know what you want now and it isn’t...

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Before The Disaster

Alyssa Brocker·October 26, 2017

before the disaster written by: Alyssa Brocker @Atelgy you drove away that night after the boy who...

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Freight Trains

Alyssa Brocker·August 12, 2017

freight trains written by: Alyssa Brocker @Atelgy what we had at first was innocent adorable pure...

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Far Away From You

Alyssa Brocker·July 27, 2017

far away from you written by: Alyssa Brocker @Atelgy he was the best and worst boy...

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A textbook example of nominative determinism, Lou Storey has always been a storyteller, a fact well illustrated in his art and in his writing. His careers have reflected that as well, first as a creator of idea-based exhibitions for museums, and later as a psychotherapist employing narrative therapies. His art and his writing share qualities of rich texture and detail, examining our capacity to be absurd while allowing a measure of forgiveness for our foibles. Storey and his husband Steve retired in 2021 and moved from New Jersey to Savannah Georgia. “We love everything about Savannah, it is like a city that looks like a park and thinks it’s a small town. Best of all, we can grow bananas in the backyard!”

Treats Only, Please! by Lauren Scott

Creepy cackles from tall, looming trees
startle their jumpy heartbeats as they walk.
Shadows discreetly follow the echoes
while they timidly proceed down the block.

Young voices repeat with conviction,
“It’s just a night for entertainment.”
There’s no need for goosebumps and fear
as their eyes focus on the cracked pavement.

Undeniably sensing they’re not alone,
many follow in their hesitant footsteps,
eager to reach doors and push doorbells
but afraid of frightening special effects....

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