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Ricky Hawthorne·July 13, 2021

Addiction written by: Ricky Hawthorne @searsjames That’s how they found me… Kneeling Bloated and bruised A satiated...

English Poetry

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Reddit Traders Jump On

Robyn MacKinnon·February 28, 2021

Reddit Traders Jump On written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat Had to reschedule as Reddit traders jump on...

Robyn MacKinnon Poetry English Robyn Finds Poetry

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Never Like Before

Daniel Gekonge·November 20, 2020

Never Like Before written by: Daniel Gekonge @Dan_Gekonge1 I’ve been through Hell and heaven Thick and thin...

Poetry English

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Family Inheritance

Kim Willoughby·November 13, 2020

Family Inheritance written by: Kim Willoughby The old grandfather clock chimes the hour Wishing I could turn...

Poetry English

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You Bruise Easily

FC Malby·July 30, 2020

You Bruise Easily written by: FC Malby @fcmalby He strides across the room, ignoring your sentences. “I’ll...

Literature English

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Mike is a deaf writer/photographer living in rural southwest Colorado. His love of nature shines through his poetry and photography, both of which he uses to make sense of his world. His work has been featured at Spillwords Press, several Masticadores literary sites, and in two books: After Rain Skies: The Global Anthology (Michelle Ayon Navajas, curator) and Tale of the Seasons' Weaver (Diana Wallace Peach, author). He's a Pushcart Prize nominee and has garnered awards for Publication of the Month and Author of the Month at Spillwords Press. Much of Mike's work deals with dark themes and he's not afraid to explore the depths of trauma, sorrow, loss, and despair. Mike's blog is Silent Pariah.

The Forest by Maggie Watson

Like a tree, she has watched many seasons change.
While nature adapts as if oblivious to pain,
her roots now crimson twist with stored emotions.
The rain never cleanses or purifies the leaves.
They only change colour from brown to green.
From the shadows, she must fight to cleave her way back
to the light.
Optical illusions have waylaid her path.
Wasted time has stunted her growth.
An empath absorbs it all until they bleed.
This canopy of suffering is not hers to carry...

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You Bruise Easily

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