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Dear Mother Earth

Dawn Minott·April 22, 2024

Dear Mother Earth written by: Dawn Minott @poetrybydeesign Dear Mother Earth, where do you hurt? Your seas,...

English Poetry

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Moving Day

Caroline Lewsey·April 10, 2024

Moving Day written by: Caroline Lewsey I never thought I’d like it here. When I moved to...

Literature English

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One Life to Live

Lise de Laplante Rowlandson·March 26, 2024

One Life to Live written by: Lise Rowlandson The sound of fast-moving waters broke over the forest’s...

Helmut and Handball

Lily Finch·March 15, 2024

Helmut and Handball written by: Lily Finch Cheryl boarded the plane (for the first time) with the...

Literature English

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Candy Strings

Genevieve S. Aguinaldo·November 1, 2023

Candy Strings written by: Genevieve S. Aguinaldo “Did you bring your guitar?” my cousin asked me, excitedly...

English Literature Halloween

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What The Blazes?

Bev Muendel-Atherstone·August 11, 2023

What The Blazes? written by: Bev Muendel-Atherstone All winter long I yearn for gentle spring, With snow...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Canadian Fires Coming

Lynne Kemen·July 11, 2023

Canadian Fires Coming written by: Lynne Kemen @psychadv Oh, my God, the sky is yellow. ¬Not here,...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Clear Skies of The Cosmos, Please

Michele Rule·November 23, 2022

Clear Skies of The Cosmos, Please written by: Michele Rule @MicheleRule If Roberta Bondar goes back to...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Canadian Sunset

Víctor Monsiváis·August 17, 2022

Canadian Sunset written by: Victor Monsivais thru the eternal door gap a puff of sun gushes in...

English Poetry

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A Southerner Living in Vancouver

Karen Southall Watts·April 26, 2022

A Southerner Living in Vancouver written by: Karen Southall Watts @askkaren There’s only a trace of drawl...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Stonewalled

Bev Muendel-Atherstone·April 2, 2022

Stonewalled written by: Bev Muendel-Atherstone And just when we thought pandemic chaos could go no further, Rows...

Poetry English

·1 min read

The Town Crier

Roger Turner·March 24, 2022

The Town Crier written by: Roger Turner @titansdad In the year of our lord Sixteen Hundred Fifty...

English Poetry

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1970

DC Diamondopolous·March 5, 2022

1970 written by: DC Diamondopolous Drunk and stoned, Scott staggered out the door of the Whiskey a...

English Featured Post Literature

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Lament for Fraser Valley Dairy Cows

Bev Muendel-Atherstone·January 10, 2022

Lament for Fraser Valley Dairy Cows written by: Bev Muendel-Atherstone Expectantly, with udders huge engorged, Aching waiting...

English Poetry

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Suman Pokhrel is a Nepali poet, lyricist, playwright, translator, and artist. He debuted in 1999 with a poetry collection and has since published works, including translations of Shakespeare and global poets. His poems are translated into many languages and taught across South Asia. A two-time SAARC Literary Awardee, he also received Asia’s Inspiring Poet Award and was named Author of the Month by Spillwords in June 2023. Beyond literature, he works as a freelance consultant in socio-economic research, rural development, entrepreneurial development and creative writing. He began his career in Nepal’s civil service and later worked with international NGOs. He holds degrees in Science, Law, Business Administration, and Economics.

Condoms by Seán Óg Ó Murchú

They all laughed at me. All the dinner ladies. It started with your one, I’m after forgetting her name now… Smelly Nelly’s ma. A wet little tear trickled toward her tattooed cheekbone. She was roaring red. Her harsh, wheezing laughter sounded like a black taxi tackling the Whiterock Road, her throat destroyed from all the fegs she used to be hoofing into her. She called over the other dinner ladies then, an army of them. Or maybe it was the curiosity of her horrid laughing that brought them over… I can’t remember.
“Tell the girls what you’re only after asking me there ni wee mawn.”
I looked between herself and the girls. Jesus Christ, I said in my own mind, Mental Mick is after stealing all my crayons that I’d been hoarding for myself there before the break...

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