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I Used to Love Halloween

Catherine Gigante-BrownOctober 24, 2020

I Used to Love Halloween written by: Catherine Gigante-Brown @BklynCatwoman I used to love Halloween when I was a kid. I could be anything I want...

EnglishHalloweenPoetry1 min read

The House of Horrible Happenings

Debbie ArutaOctober 19, 2020

The House of Horrible Happenings written by: Debbie Aruta @Debbie_Aruta The house filled the entire block. It filled it, in space and in fear....

EnglishHalloweenLiterature5 min read

Paradise

Utpal ChakrabortyOctober 15, 2020

Paradise written by: Utpal Chakraborty Our childhood paradise descended on the earthen floor of our common kitchen. It flowed through hand fans, ...

EnglishPoetry0 min read

Neither Will I

Cristina MunozOctober 10, 2020

Neither Will I written by: Cristina Munoz @cristinamunoz8 she insists on loving me proving how powerful becoming lovers can be only how do i deser...

EnglishPoetry0 min read

Boyhood

Kumar MithunOctober 2, 2020

Boyhood written by: Kumar Mithun The departed clouds of cotton candies. Floating amidst the multitude of surreal dreams. Amalgamate with the juv...

EnglishPoetry0 min read

Childhood

PatBunnyOctober 1, 2020

Childhood written by: PatBunny Today I feel as though I have aged Ten years In one night. I feel as though My brain has grown Two times Its...

EnglishPoetry1 min read

Epitaph For A Father

Mark KodamaSeptember 4, 2020

Epitaph For A Father written by: Mark Kodama One day, my eight-year-old son Nathan and I were fixing the mail box in our front lawn. It was a h...

EnglishLiterature6 min read

I Never Told You How I Felt

Giti TyagiAugust 26, 2020

I Never Told You How I Felt written by: Giti Tyagi I never told you how I felt, The day you left, my dear friend, Ahead you moved treading the ...

EnglishPoetry1 min read

I’m Sinking

Steven L. RichieAugust 21, 2020

I'm Sinking written by: Steven L. Richie "Ohhh, Steve," was the expected sound of friends calling from outside. When I was a kid that's how it was d...

EnglishLiterature5 min read

Ranunculus

Andrea E. LodgeAugust 17, 2020

Ranunculus written by: Andrea E. Lodge In my endless abyss of essences, I am heliotropic. While Dad holds a buttercup under my tiny chin. Was it...

EnglishPoetry0 min read

Unspeakable Truths

Kim WilloughbyAugust 1, 2020

Unspeakable Truths written by: Kim Willoughby Dysfunctional family It’s a harsh reality Irrational jealousy Turns a blind eye Deny, deny, deny Re...

EnglishPoetry0 min read

Confusion

Jenn HopeJuly 22, 2020

Confusion written by: Jenn Hope @Boldlybpd12 Enveloped in confusion of childhood, Years and years of “it’s all in my head”, Thinking if it’s all no...

EnglishPoetry0 min read

Portrane

Deborah Joan JonesJuly 20, 2020

Portrane written by: Deborah Joan Jones There was a time in childhood, it came ‘round every year The summers were our playground. Ran wild without a ...

EnglishPoetry3 min read

Memory Lanes & Playground Games

KL MerchantJune 13, 2020

Memory Lanes & Playground Games written by: KL Merchant Memories scatter like leaves across the hopscotch paths, Where scarred wounds open the ...

EnglishPoetry0 min read

When he was in kindergarten, P.C. managed to convince his classmates that his grandma was a tribal shamaness. Then he learned his letters, and kidding his friends no longer seemed adequate—so he started to write. P.C. has published two standalone novels, Deception of the Damned and The Priest of Orpagus, and his stories have been featured in various publications. His latest novel, Celts and the Mad Goddess, is the first installment of The Deathless Chronicle. He has lived in six countries and on three continents. While it burned a hole in his bank account, the seminomadic lifestyle has inspired most of his stories and novels. P.C. has settled with his wife in southern Spain, where he goes swimming and cycling whenever he isn’t too busy writing stories and teaching English.