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Medusa’s Carnival of Skaz

Susan Marie ShumanOctober 13, 2019

Medusa's Carnival of Skaz written by: Susan Marie Shuman According to poststructuralist “libidinal” feminist writer, Helene Cixous, “Woman must writ...

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Between T-shirts, Health Care and World Peace

G David SchwartzSeptember 18, 2019

Between T-shirts, Health Care and World Peace written by: G David Schwartz Ms. Mayer asked that I think. Many people have asked that I think, ...

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Arturo Campos

John H PatersonSeptember 8, 2019

Arturo Campos written by: John H Paterson @j_paterson The mining industry is an “up and down,” “make or break” business that attracts a lot of colo...

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Strangers In The Night

John H PatersonJuly 21, 2019

Strangers In The Night written by: John H Paterson @j_paterson Burkina Faso begged to be explored for its mineral resources when our company began wo...

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Don’t Let your Memes Be Dreams

Rebecca RhodesJuly 14, 2019

Don't Let your Memes Be Dreams written by: Rebecca Rhodes If there’s one cliché line I’ve heard far too many times, it’s “If life gives you lemons, ...

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Belong

Jessalyn JohnsonJune 21, 2019

Belong written by: Jessalyn Johnson @jessalyn451 The ability to sleep in a cabin is a powerful strength. When I saw one bug, I started to see two mor...

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The Importance of Poetry and Great Literature

Dr. Gideon Sampson CecilJune 9, 2019

The Importance of Poetry and Great Literature written by: Dr. Gideon Sampson Cecil Poetry has always been a part of human life. It is an art th...

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You’ll Find Me in Marylin

Rachel ReagorJune 7, 2019

You'll Find Me in Marylin written by: Rachel Reagor Between Piłka and Miały, the small village of Marylin rests on the luscious, green, rolling hills ...

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JuMPS – The Infamous Quartet

SilentKnightJune 2, 2019

JuMPS - The Infamous Quartet written by: SilentKnight A woman walking on a desolate path; she hears a noise, a noise that pierced her ears and made ...

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2:51, a short story written by Garry Crystal at Spillwords.com

2:51

Garry CrystalMay 26, 2019

2:51 written by: Garry Crystal A clock on the wall in my kitchen always reads 2:51, because I’d removed the battery some time ago to stop the tickin...

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Words Are All I Have

Dr. Preeti TalwarApril 21, 2019

Words Are All I Have written by: Dr. Preeti Talwa @AkTalwar1 As I sat at my desk penning down, Rita Coolidge's Song came to my mind, "It's only wor...

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The Beard

Asad MianMarch 17, 2019

The Beard written by: Asad Mian @amian74 At the end of the year, change becomes imminent in Karachi. The crisp and fresh winter air (relative only ...

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My Bohemian Love Affair

Asad MianFebruary 17, 2019

My Bohemian Love Affair written by: Asad Mian @amian74 “Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality ...

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Enlightenment

Michal ReibenbachFebruary 12, 2019

Enlightenment written by: Michal Reibenbach Try as she would Anna had never been able to understand her father’s behavior; he’d always remained an e...

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Phyllis P. Colucci is a freelance/indie author from Brooklyn, New York. She is currently retired from a Supervisory Administrative position with a Federal law enforcement agency in New York City, and is now pursuing her passion for writing fiction and poetry. She has always had a love for writing over the years, whether it be poetry, short stories or novels; and mystery and suspense is something she has recently gravitated towards with a touch of romance and that "New York edge". Phyllis has three novels, one novella and an Anthology of original poems currently on the Amazon market, and continues to be part of the Spillwords writing community by sharing/contributing her fiction and poetry on a monthly basis. She also has a writing blog under the name of "FictionTarot" where she hopes to entertain readers, take them on journeys page by page - and perhaps make a difference with a blog.

Bodies In The Basement by M. Taggart

It was a crisp, damp, October night.
“When we get to the Church I’ll go down first.” Colin was thinking of the moment when both he and Aaron would be standing at the top of the basement stairs peering down into the darkness.
The old stone Church was perched at the top of the largest hill on the prep school’s campus. Colin’s parents were professors at the school and their house was on campus grounds. They’d been waiting for Colin’s parents to fall asleep upstairs. Both boys were comfortable in their sleeping bags on the screened in porch. The lights had been turned out an hour ago and Colin felt it was time to slip into the night ...