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Three Drunks

Martha Annice·October 5, 2020

Three Drunks written by: Martha Annice Jackson But I got the wisdom of 3 drunks running around...

Poetry English

·4 mins read

A Moment of Definition

Elaine Marie Carnegie-Padgett·March 1, 2020

A Moment of Definition written by: Elaine Marie @ElaineMarieCar1 Some things we are born with. They are...

Article English

·6 mins read

How Are You?

Nima Mohan·January 16, 2020

How Are You? written by: Nima Mohan Just when the alarm goes on, And I slip into...

English Poetry

·1 min read

What Is Life?

Shubhanshu Shrivastava·January 10, 2020

What Is Life? written by: Shubhanshu Shrivastava @shubhanshu004 Life is a dream when you think about it, A...

English Poetry

·1 min read

The Tome of Cooter Clemons

Marlon Martinez·November 26, 2019

The Tome of Cooter Clemons written by: Marlon Martinez You didn’t know this hombre. Never met him...

Literature English

·1 min read

Echoes From The Grave

Olusegun M. Lawal·September 30, 2019

Echoes From The Grave written by: Olusegun M. Lawal Listen gently my lovely flower For I deem...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Mamma Told Me

Dianne Moritz·September 23, 2019

Mamma Told Me written by: Dianne Moritz There’re no good men out there, Mamma said, then remembers...

English Literature

·1 min read

Keys To A Happy & A Successful Marriage

Urvashi Vats·August 18, 2019

Keys To A Happy & A Successful Marriage written by: Urvashi Vats @urvi12 Marriage, a lifetime commitment,...

Article English

·1 min read

Cold Comfort

Ian Fletcher·May 18, 2019

Cold Comfort written by: Ian Fletcher Just consider all you have done and the full life that...

English Poetry

·1 min read

COMPLAINERS IN TIN CANS

Norberto Franco Cisneros·April 9, 2019

COMPLAINERS IN TIN CANS written by: Norberto Franco Cisneros The discontent that dying brings should not be...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Angel of Mine

Andrew Scobie·April 4, 2019

Angel of Mine written by: Andrew Scobie One cold Wednesday afternoon I met a friend of mine, Joseph,...

Literature English

·8 mins read

Connect The Dots

Hema Ravi·March 29, 2019

Connect The Dots written by: Hema Ravi Learning is not rocket science Ignorance is bliss, ne’er true for...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Advise To My Daughter

Any1mark·March 26, 2019

Advise To My Daughter written by: Any1mark @any1mark66 Be it ancient or new Choose your flag well...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Burn

Katy Santiff·March 1, 2019

Burn written by: Katy Santiff Don’t you lay on down because its harder now, because grain, you did...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Cindy Georgakas is a writer of words in poetry, prose and reflections of her heart. She was voted the Publication of the Month on Spillwords Oct. 2022. She is a co-author of #1 Amazon Bestseller, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women, and is also a monthly contributor to MastecadoresUsa. She was born in San Francisco, California and lives nestled in the trees in a small community about 40 minutes south of San Francisco with her husband. She is a life health coach, and massage and craniosacral therapist who draws inspiration from her daily interactions with clients, friends, her 4 children and nature. Her website is Uniquely Fit. She can also be found on Instagram #ahamoments. Cindy's book Re-create & Celebrate 7 Steps To Turning Your Dreams Into Reality will be released this month.

Brain in a Jar by Anthony Doyle

Take your gloves off, let’s see who you are, he said, chin out, shoulders rolling, pecs puffing, Take ’em off. Let’s see if you can take it raw—all fuel for the fire. I always was a strutting fool. I knew it was dumb, I knew it. Walk away, the only thing you gotta hit right now is the shower. I didn’t need this. I wore belts, I held titles. I was posing in posters on dirty walls and fire-doors, I was legit. Who was he? A street scuffler, a cage fighter. I knew it, and yet I took them off, I unwrapped the straps, I bit the leather and pulled them right off. The light is autumn steel today, bolted to the ceiling. In summer it was a yellow balm, a hot wet kiss. I knew it was dumb, and she keeps whistling that same song, Nurse Mercedes, the same catchy dance tune...

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