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A Wintery Tale, of a Ghostly Night

D T Lofthouse·December 2, 2023

A Wintery Tale, of a Ghostly Night written by: D T Lofthouse Christmas Eve 1843, a cold...

English Literature Haunted Holidays

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Mistletoe Bride

Christina Ciufo·December 1, 2023

Mistletoe Bride written by: Christina Ciufo @ChristinaCiufo Pale snow, delicate and transparent, twirls, caresses, and shawls gelidness...

Haunted Holidays English Poetry

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Poe’s Annabel Lee

Linda Imbler·November 1, 2023

Poe’s Annabel Lee written by: Linda Imbler Dearly departed, your face fitted inside the ornate filigree frame....

Poetry Halloween English

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Lace

Stephen Kingsnorth·October 31, 2023

Lace written by: Stephen Kingsnorth I see through lace, masks as they knock – that time of...

Poetry English Halloween

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The Nature of Time

Bruce Levine·September 15, 2023

The Nature of Time written by: Bruce Levine @brucelevine19 The nature of time Unfolding Clocks ticking Sand...

Poetry English

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Letter to Grandpa

Ann Parker·September 10, 2023

Letter to Grandpa written by: Ann Parker Dear Grandpa, it’s Freddie. I hope you are well. Please...

English Poetry

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This Grave’s Grinding Know-How

Jim Bellamy·August 24, 2023

This Grave’s Grinding Know-How written by: Jim Bellamy this grave’s grinding know-how, in torrent and saline slide...

Poetry English

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Time

Mary Bone·August 15, 2023

Time written by: Mary Bone Time is something we all run out of. The clock is still...

English Poetry

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The Last Day

Arlene J Placer·July 13, 2023

The Last Day written by: Arlene J Placer It couldn’t be! It just can’t! No! After all...

English Literature

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The Dying Nurse

Stark Hunter·June 10, 2023

The Dying Nurse written by: Stark Hunter @StarkHunter A brown ’87 Corolla parked on Strub Street The...

Listening To A Conch

Jyothsna Phanija·April 10, 2023

Listening To A Conch written by: Jyothsna Phanija Five seconds before going to school, I took the...

Poetry English

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Alarm

Adele Evershed·November 20, 2022

Alarm written by: Adele Evershed @AdLibby1 I thought Frannie was becoming a bit of a hypochondriac as...

English Featured Post Literature

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Final Goodbye

Shalini Samuel·November 17, 2022

Final Goodbye written by: Shalini Samuel @sshalini2014 The clock ticked faster to end the last day The...

English Poetry

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Recurring

Stephen Kingsnorth·October 7, 2022

Recurring written by: Stephen Kingsnorth They say it’s curvature of space, event horizons, years of light, but...

English Poetry

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A textbook example of nominative determinism, Lou Storey has always been a storyteller, a fact well illustrated in his art and in his writing. His careers have reflected that as well, first as a creator of idea-based exhibitions for museums, and later as a psychotherapist employing narrative therapies. His art and his writing share qualities of rich texture and detail, examining our capacity to be absurd while allowing a measure of forgiveness for our foibles. Storey and his husband Steve retired in 2021 and moved from New Jersey to Savannah Georgia. “We love everything about Savannah, it is like a city that looks like a park and thinks it’s a small town. Best of all, we can grow bananas in the backyard!”

Treats Only, Please! by Lauren Scott

Creepy cackles from tall, looming trees
startle their jumpy heartbeats as they walk.
Shadows discreetly follow the echoes
while they timidly proceed down the block.

Young voices repeat with conviction,
“It’s just a night for entertainment.”
There’s no need for goosebumps and fear
as their eyes focus on the cracked pavement.

Undeniably sensing they’re not alone,
many follow in their hesitant footsteps,
eager to reach doors and push doorbells
but afraid of frightening special effects....

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