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The Ultimate Beast

Susan Wakefield·January 12, 2020

The Ultimate Beast written by: Susan Wakefield When played the crackling sounds of fire Make haste to...

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Dead Flora, Dying Fauna

Lei Writses·December 26, 2019

Dead Flora, Dying Fauna written by: Lei Writses We address our planet with a mother before the...

English Poetry

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Resurrects In Green

Aurora Kastanias·April 8, 2018

Resurrects In Green written by: Aurora Kastanias She shies, hides Delicacy in disguise Awaits her time, Nine...

Poetry English

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Innocent Onset

G. Rod Hamilton·February 28, 2018

Innocent Onset written by: Rando Mithlo @Rodhnoe Revive this haven river fed I am through its filter...

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We Want To Breathe…..

Nishand Venugopal·January 6, 2018

We want to breathe….. written by: Nishand Venugopal @nvgpal79 All is not well in this place, Unless...

English Featured Post 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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