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XO Euphoria

Pat Cantin·November 9, 2019

XO Euphoria written by: Pat Cantin The world stops, euphoria sets in I go numb with the...

Poetry English

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Creature

Courtney Trowman aka CC Bella·August 15, 2019

Creature written by: Courtney Trowman aka CC Bella @ccbella_says Licking lesions with a coarse tongue salty with...

Poetry English Featured Post

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Pilgrimage For Redemption

Nishand Venugopal·December 12, 2017

Pilgrimage For Redemption written by: Nishand Venugopal @nvgpal79 Over 200 sloth bears are finally having a taste of...

Photography Article English

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Finding Your Spirit Animal

Anushka Maheshwary·August 31, 2016

Finding Your Spirit Animal written by: Anushka Maheshwary @DanielRicciard8 A weird yet not so surprising thing happened...

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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...

Features

…On Poetry and Fiction Just “One Word” Away (“Seasons”)

The Art of Living

At 28 Weeks: When Reality Shifts

Interviews

Spotlight On Writers – Larry D Tyler

Spotlight On Writers – Andrea Walker

Interview Q&A With Cindy Georgakas

Identity Versus Ego

At The Bottom of a Bottle

…On Poetry and Fiction Just “One Word” Away (“Seasons”)

New Furbaby

How Shall My Animal

Out of The Jungle

A Kind of Decalogue

Fables II: An Excerpt

animal

XO Euphoria

Creature

Pilgrimage For Redemption

Finding Your Spirit Animal

Toots and Circles

At 28 Weeks: When Reality Shifts

…On Poetry and Fiction Just “One Word” Away (“Seasons”)

Transformation

What Resides in My Heart

The Tree

Has Anybody Here Seen Kelly?

Triumph of Oomph

The Following

You Can Call Me Hal

Gazing at The Moon From The Balcony

At The Bottom of a Bottle