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The Australian Gothic

Michael J LeachOctober 27, 2019

The Australian Gothic written by: Michael J Leach @m_jleach I was born on Halloween Eve in an old city of gold amidst the exotic Land of Oz –...

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Daisy Writes Home

Rex Carey ArrasmithOctober 22, 2019

Daisy Writes Home written by: Rex Carey Arrasmith @Wrecks_Writes Happy Birthday Tracker, I am so sorry I can't just pop round with a plate of th...

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Don’t Ask

Magdalena PodobińskaSeptember 18, 2019

Don't Ask written by: Magdalena Podobińska Don't ask about my age I wouldn't know what to say you see, there were so many birthdays so many d...

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ZIZADORE XIII

Marie Scampini/MZ ClarkeAugust 30, 2019

ZIZADORE XIII written by: MZ CLARKE @zoeandme CHAPTER THIRTEEN DANCING ACROSS THE MOON Onstage, Zizadore grabs Albert's hand and ge...

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Birthday

Meghashri DalviMay 30, 2019

Birthday written by: Meghashri Dalvi It was bright outside when John got up. First spring flowers lent fresh colors to the garden below. Walking ...

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Broiled Flounder

Michael NattApril 14, 2019

Broiled Flounder written by: Michael Natt I usually visit my mother in New York in May, around her birthday. This year was no exception. However, th...

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Early Birthday

Robyn MacKinnonSeptember 9, 2018

Early Birthday found poetry written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat guy on the Skytrain just found a caterpillar an early birthday ...

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Evanescent Effervesces

Sultana RazaNovember 26, 2017

Evanescent Effervesces written by: Sultana Raza May have descended with insights to give; Thirsty his spirit for hush of Parnassos, Yet a rich life ...

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Birthday Is Coming Up

Robyn MacKinnonAugust 20, 2017

Birthday Is Coming Up found poetry written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat visibly distraught birthday is coming up soon panicking instead...

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YET ANOTHER BIRTHDAY

Bibhu PadhiMay 16, 2017

YET ANOTHER BIRTHDAY written by: Bibhu Padhi For Sri Debjyoti Mohanty Each day follows yesterday, foreshadows the following day. Each tree ...

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Presidents’ Day

SpillwordsFebruary 14, 2016

PRESIDENTS’ DAY History.com Staff Presidents’ Day is an American holiday celebrated on the third Monday in February. Originally established in 1885 in recog...

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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 ...