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Luxurious Glory of Halloween

Maid Corbic·October 30, 2021

Luxurious Glory of Halloween written by: Maid Corbic I am always afraid of being left alone in...

Poetry Halloween English

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This Dangerous Silence

John Sweet·August 26, 2021

This Dangerous Silence written by: John Sweet my hands will learn kindness if that’s what it takes...

Poetry English

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Dangerous Liaisons

Paul Anthony Obey·June 7, 2021

Dangerous Liaisons written by: Paul Anthony Obey @TheInvisiblePo1 Training for the mind, The magic monkey, kid, Safety...

English Poetry

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Bear Dream

Shelly Norris·May 3, 2021

Bear Dream written by: Shelly Norris I did not see the foul archer who drew the unconscionable...

Poetry English

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Fifi’s Kitty II

Rohini KB Reddy·August 19, 2020

Fifi’s Kitty II written by: Rohini KB Reddy @rohiniprajapat3 I heard her crying… They were shouting… I...

Poetry English

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Triangulo de Amor

Robert Allen Goodrich·January 29, 2020

Triangulo de Amor written by: Robert Allen Goodrich Huele a peligro tu regreso a mi vida porqué...

Poetry Spanish

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A Bad Neighborhood

Jose Wan Diaz·June 29, 2019

A Bad Neighborhood written by: Jose Wan Diaz “… the mysterious disappearances of two young men from the...

English Literature

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Mole

Eliza Segiet·June 9, 2019

Polish English International Poetry

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Fifi’s Kitty

Rohini KB Reddy·April 2, 2019

Fifi’s Kitty written by: Rohini KB Reddy @rohiniprajapat3 They said the woods are tall and deep… So...

English Poetry

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Schrodinger’s

Robyn MacKinnon·January 20, 2019

Schrodinger’s found poetry written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat a science project AND THIS IS WHERE YOU WENT...

Robyn MacKinnon Poetry English Robyn Finds Poetry

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The Polite Stranger

Denise D'Souza·November 29, 2018

The Polite Stranger written by: Denise D’Souza ‘Hi. D’yer mind if I set here?’ Laura looked up...

Piovono Lucertole

Francesco Abate·August 26, 2018

Piovono Lucertole written by: Francesco Abate @FrancescoAbate3 Piovono lucertole in questa infuocata giornata d’estate. I fuochi d’artificio...

International Italian Poetry

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Dark Dangerous Thoughts

Jake Cosmos Aller·August 19, 2018

Dark Dangerous Thoughts written by: Jake Cosmos Aller An old man wakes up Confronting the dark dangerous thoughts...

English Poetry

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Aim And Velocity

Steven M Baird·June 19, 2018

Aim And Velocity written by: Steven M Baird @SMBairdOrd You and me, we threw stones at each...

Literature English

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Sanu Sharma is a Nepali novelist, short story writer, poet and lyricist. She has published several novels and short story collections, and numerous lyrical works. Her prose sheds light on the struggles of women, girls, and marginalized communities, tackling overlooked familial and societal issues, while her poetry and lyrics capture universal emotions. Her short story collection Ekadeshmaa received widespread acclaim and was shortlisted for the prestigious Madan Puraskar in 2018. Several of her novels and stories have been adapted into audio and visual formats, and her ghazals and lyrics have been set to music by various composers and performed by renowned singers.

Precious Moments by Valli Henry-Boldini

...The little blue jay landed on the windowsill just as Frank’s heart skipped another beat. He looked at her delicate colours and the way she flitted back and forth along the white peeling ledge. She reminded him so much of his wife Emily, as she skipped along the white sandy beach all those years ago.

Emily lay asleep on their bed. Frank watched her from his favourite window seat and smiled. Thirty years had passed and she had remained his destiny.

As the bright morning sunlight burst through the top half of the windowpane and landed on her ashen face, its warmth stirred her from her slumber and she extended her thin arm to block out its penetrating rays...

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