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Seclusion From Mother Earth

Chasity GainesNovember 6, 2019

Seclusion From Mother Earth written by: Chasity Gaines @ChasityAnneGai1 Forced behind four walls Enclosed on all sides Windows shut tight a few pl...

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Cider Fruit

Ricky HawthorneJuly 25, 2019

Cider Fruit written by: Ricky Hawthorne @searsjames Round, rusty red and hanging, Mocking science, rendering Newton absurd Swinging steadily in the...

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The Poet Tree

KL MerchantMarch 15, 2019

The Poet Tree written by: Kayleigh Merchant We've all got light years ahead, To take a trip years around the milky way twilight or its bed, Let's ...

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There Is No Such Thing As Freedom

Simona PriloganNovember 20, 2018

There Is No Such Thing As Freedom written by: Simona Prilogan @SCotidian I’m writing today, deep down in my heart, A letter of thanks to my ancestor...

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Hymn or Ode to Nothing

Ampat Varghese KoshyFebruary 20, 2018

Hymn or Ode to Nothing written by: Ampat Varghese Koshy Long ago our ancestors hymnals sang to fire Sang they to the waters and to the air Poems w...

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Swaying Sovereignty

Rochelle FolesJanuary 10, 2018

Swaying Sovereignty written by: Rochelle Foles @shellilouwho irish moss hung from barren tree branches veil of a ...

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Mexico

MacarioSeptember 14, 2017

Mexico written by: Macario @nomegustaborges I’m a nomad, Forever travelling about, Words are my compass Poetry is my path. I never stay too l...

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The Lost Bond

Nnane NtubeJuly 31, 2017

The Lost Bond written by: NNANE NTUBE @nnane.ntube I missed the bond, That bond that connected my heart to yours. I didn't miss it because I want...

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Poetry

Stephanie Lynn HilpertJune 23, 2017

Poetry written by: Stephanie Lynn Hilpert @PoemWarrior Poetry is the voice of my ancestors in the shape of a rose...

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Sister Moon

Giovanni FruncilloAugust 19, 2016

Sister Moon written by: Giovanni Fruncillo In the falling snow it happened again. I listened very closely to the sound of the forest and saw the grey ...

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The Reflections

NilavroNill ShoovroJuly 14, 2016

The Reflections written by: Nilavro Nill Behind the shadows some familiar faces Like failed hypothesis- unclassified. Reminds me of my predecessors,...

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Phyllis P. Colucci is a freelance/indie author from Brooklyn, New York. She is currently retired from a Supervisory Administrative position with a Federal law enforcement agency in New York City, and is now pursuing her passion for writing fiction and poetry. She has always had a love for writing over the years, whether it be poetry, short stories or novels; and mystery and suspense is something she has recently gravitated towards with a touch of romance and that "New York edge". Phyllis has three novels, one novella and an Anthology of original poems currently on the Amazon market, and continues to be part of the Spillwords writing community by sharing/contributing her fiction and poetry on a monthly basis. She also has a writing blog under the name of "FictionTarot" where she hopes to entertain readers, take them on journeys page by page - and perhaps make a difference with a blog.

Bodies In The Basement by M. Taggart

It was a crisp, damp, October night.
“When we get to the Church I’ll go down first.” Colin was thinking of the moment when both he and Aaron would be standing at the top of the basement stairs peering down into the darkness.
The old stone Church was perched at the top of the largest hill on the prep school’s campus. Colin’s parents were professors at the school and their house was on campus grounds. They’d been waiting for Colin’s parents to fall asleep upstairs. Both boys were comfortable in their sleeping bags on the screened in porch. The lights had been turned out an hour ago and Colin felt it was time to slip into the night ...