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YOU, poetry written by Diane Leopard at Spillwords.com

YOU

Diane Leopard·September 9, 2019

YOU written by: Diane Leopard @dianeleopard YOU crept silently into my life YOU came along without warning,...

English Poetry

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Epiphany

Doug Stanfield (Hemmingplay)·June 7, 2019

Saying Goodbye Part V Epiphany written by: Doug Stanfield (Hemmingplay) @hemmingplay I knew a guy, cancer survivor,...

English Poetry Saying Goodbye Doug Stanfield

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2:51, a short story written by Garry Crystal at Spillwords.com

2:51

Garry Crystal·May 26, 2019

2:51 written by: Garry Crystal A clock on the wall in my kitchen always reads 2:51, because...

English Literature

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Letter Of Retrospect

SMiles·April 27, 2019

Letter Of Retrospect written by: SMiles @stephenmiles2 Sweating the smalls has slipped eating junk, whilst living without...

Poetry English

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Extinction

Emily Fluckiger·February 16, 2019

Extinction written by: Emily Fluckiger And it wasn’t like they entered my house slowly they didn’t creep...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Miracles

Heather C Bauer·February 3, 2019

Miracles written by: Heather C. Bauer I am reading Anne Lamott’s new book, “Almost Everything: Notes on Hope”...

Article English

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Ben, a short story written by Mark Kodama at Spillwords.com

Ben

Mark Kodama·August 21, 2018

Ben written by: Mark Kodama I met him at the infusion center. There were dozens of patients receiving...

Literature English

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I…. Love…. You

John Baverstock·March 31, 2018

I…. Love…. You written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK He stroked her hair, Then kissed her lips, Wrapped her...

English Poetry

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THE SWEETNESS OF GRASS

Steve Carr·March 11, 2018

THE SWEETNESS OF GRASS written by: Steve Carr @carrsteven960 The warm winds of early spring blew the...

Little Lump

Rachel Tremblay·December 31, 2017

Little Lump written by: Rachel Tremblay @swell_rachelle Little Lump knew it was time to go. The exit...

Literature English

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Farewell, Sweet Bren

Linda M. Crate·August 15, 2017

farewell, sweet bren written by: Linda M. Crate @thysilverdoe it seems surreal the fact that you’re gone...

English Poetry

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Melancholia In C Minor

L.M.Giannone·April 24, 2017

Melancholia in C Minor written by: L.M.Giannone @LISAGNO The C word. No, not THAT “C” word. The...

English Poetry

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Carmela

Sergio A. Ortiz·February 12, 2017

Carmela written by: Sergio A. Ortiz @Saore Cáncer de mama, licencia indefinida. Las meseras recolectaron dinero que...

Spanish Poetry

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I was born and raised in Yorkshire, England. At fifteen I left school without the skills or maturity to appreciate the wider world. At nineteen I packed a bag and wandered through Europe and North Africa, learning from the road. At twenty‑five I earned the qualifications for university, eventually becoming a high school teacher and later an education manager. Now I live with my amazing wife on an island north of Seattle. After retiring and with encouragement from Spillwords and the Clever Park Writers Group, I traded reports for storytelling. And that's where the fiction began...

Cast Off by Niall Crowley

The two computer screens tighten their grip. Tom pivots between them, tracking one while he works on the other. Careful discipline from early morning to close of business. Number crunching, he would have termed it before. Now it’s data management and verification, his task to model and tabulate clients’ financial situations and options. Bookkeeping, he would admit to, in more candid moments. He’s tethered firmly to the task, though, and has been since he started here, nearly two years now. Bound in the rigour the work requires, as if life itself depends on it. Top floor, dormer window ...

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