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I Want To Believe

Maria Dulce Leitao Reis·October 12, 2021

I Want To Believe written by: Maria Dulce Leitão Reis I’m flying errant on the wings of...

Poetry English

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Orders From The House

Tim Gardiner·July 5, 2021

Orders From The House written by: Tim Gardiner and Joanna Hodgson @timgardiner3 I. Illusion of beauty here...

Poetry English

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Battle Cry Unsung

Deryn van der Tang·March 6, 2021

Battle Cry Unsung written by: Deryn van der Tang @dvdtang1 Heroes coming home from war, Soldiers served...

Poetry English

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090920

Karen Rey·February 19, 2021

090920 written by: Karen Rey lonely in a place full of faces and voices because no one...

Poetry English

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ONRYO II

Annalyn Neo Celeste·December 4, 2020

ONRYO II written by: Annalyn Neo Celeste @LadyTraderrr In the moonlight emerged a silhouette Silence of the...

Poetry English Haunted Holidays

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Cat Sith of Annan

Christina Ciufo·October 31, 2020

Cat Sith of Annan written by: Christina Ciufo @ChristinaCiufo Arianrhod conquers and ascends the pastel moon over...

Poetry English Halloween

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Wake Up and Smell The Corpses

Freya Pickard·October 27, 2020

Wake up and Smell The Corpses written by: Freya Pickard @FreyasClippings the dark moon hangs above us...

Featured Post 13 Days of Halloween English Poetry Halloween

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ONRYO

Annalyn Neo Celeste·October 26, 2020

ONRYO written by: Annalyn Neo Celeste @LadyTraderrr Beneath the moon and sinister sky Dark menacing force sets...

English Poetry Halloween

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Lunch Interrupted

Joe Cushnan·July 22, 2020

Lunch Interrupted written by: Joe Cushnan The patio was a mess of sandwiches, Victoria sponge wedges, sausage...

Literature English

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Nightmare #50

R. Bremner·October 28, 2019

Nightmare #50 written by: R. Bremner Foul odors emanate from … I know not where! Ah, behind...

English Poetry Halloween Featured Post 13 Days of Halloween

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The Corpse

Ipsita Banerjee·February 23, 2019

The Corpse written by: Ipsita Banerjee @ipsyb The corpse you planted so carefully last year is bearing...

The Wandering Corpse

P.C. Darkcliff·February 17, 2019

The Wandering Corpse written by: P.C. Darkcliff @P_C_Darkcliff I knew Auntie came to kill me the moment...

English Featured Post Literature P.C. Darkcliff

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DEATH IS NO STRANGER

Dilip Mohapatra·October 18, 2017

DEATH IS NO STRANGER written by: Dilip Mohapatra @dilipmo Why does your skin crawl when you think of...

English Poetry

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The Comfort House Chronicles: The Corpse

RayFed·August 24, 2016

The Comfort House Chronicles: The Corpse written by: RayFed @MrRayFed I died on a Saturday in that awful...

English Literature

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Born in southern California, P.A. O'Neil experienced what might be considered culture shock when her family moved to a small town in Washington State. The year was 1970, and the community at the time was not culturally diverse. Proud of her Mexican and Irish heritage, or "Smoked Irish" according to her father, she learned what it meant to be simultaneously in the minority and the majority. P.A. O'Neil's stories have been featured in over sixty anthologies, journals, and magazines. She and her husband reside in Western Washington. Her books, Witness Testimony and Other Tales, as well as Sherlock Holmes's Two Sides of the Same Coin, and In For A Penny, are available on Amazon.

Dusty by Darryl B

I guess there’s a million reasons why I’m sitting on the porch of this cabin with a bottle in my lap. I took enough friggin pain pills to kill a horse, and things are beginning to get hazy around the edges.

I better get this out while I still can....
I was 16 when the Beatles were on Ed Sullivan, that was right after Kennedy got shot, and the whole damn country was crying. I remember I was down the street at Kenny Statler’s house because we were trying to start a band, and we wanted to be like them, plus I liked his sister Dusty, that was her nickname, she was 15. Their parents weren’t home, and we knew they kept their booze behind the records in the Hi-Fi, how stupid did they think we were? ...

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