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My Sole Desire

Aurora Kastanias·August 18, 2023

My Sole Desire written by: Aurora Kastanias There is a place, where velvet Emerald moss blankets ancient...

English Poetry

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Adam’s Ale

Introverted Thoughts·February 6, 2023

Adam’s Ale written by: Introverted Thoughts Hoarse visions and misty revolutions – Shrivelled, turbid and warm, Drip...

Poetry English

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I See The Sea Glass In Your Eyes, For Susan

Phyllis Schwartz·May 26, 2022

I See the Sea Glass in Your Eyes, for Susan written by: Phyllis Schwartz I see the...

Poetry English

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Slipping Into Nature

Christina Lawrence·August 2, 2021

Slipping Into Nature written by: Christina Lawrence In the verdent valleys Eyes capering with blithe Distant drizzles...

English Poetry

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Upon Emerald Dreams

Any1mark·June 25, 2021

Upon Emerald Dreams written by: Any1mark @any1mark66 Strangers eyes beckon Eviscerating crowds to a pair Like hearing...

Poetry English

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Emerald Kingdom

Gosha Kulisiewicz·May 26, 2021

Emerald Kingdom written by: Małgorzata Kulisiewicz translated by: Anna Luberda-Kowal - The mirror of ego has been concealed...

Poetry Polish English International

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The Jewel Thief

Elisha Alladina·February 16, 2021

The Jewel Thief written by: Elisha Alladina You think we’re the ones who take the shortcuts While...

Poetry English

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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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