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The Bystander

Claire L. Marsh·December 8, 2022

The Bystander written by: Claire L. Marsh @ClaireL_M Skulking through the smallest of openings in the heavy...

Casablanca Heroes (Play it Sam!)

Richard Rose·May 12, 2022

Casablanca Heroes (Play it Sam!) written by: Richard Rose From that moment she walked into the gin-joint,...

Gold

Camille Elizabeth Lewis·June 3, 2021

Gold written by: Camille Elizabeth Lewis @camiwriteswords An overfilled water jug: I keep spilling out words, feelings...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Ho Una Vita da Vivere

Francesco Abate·April 25, 2021

Ho Una Vita da Vivere written by: Francesco Abate @FrancescoAbate3 Ho una vita da vivere: non ho...

Poetry International Italian

·1 min read

Christmas Movies

Roger Turner·December 20, 2019

Christmas Movies written by: Roger Turner @titansdad I love to sit in comfort At home watching TV...

Christmas English Poetry

·1 min read

Photographer

Jenny Middleton·August 14, 2019

photographer written by: Jenny Middleton in the infra dark of red hues he develops photos the old...

English Poetry

·1 min read

What Is The Color Purple?

Anshika Sharma·November 4, 2018

What Is The Color Purple? written by: Anshika Sharma The sun shone bright today, not unpleasant but...

English Article

·1 min read

INTERMISSION Interval – The Final

Siva Wright·August 1, 2017

INTERMISSION Interval – The Final written by: Siva Wright The screen was normal. It was a room. Darkness...

English Literature

·5 mins read

INTERMISSION Interval – 2

Siva Wright·July 18, 2017

INTERMISSION Interval – 2 written by: Siva Wright The screen was black and white, like in those...

English Literature

·4 mins read

INTERMISSION Interval – 1

Siva Wright·July 3, 2017

INTERMISSION Interval – 1 written by: Siva Wright The screen was green-like in night mode of a...

English Literature

·3 mins read

Mystery

Cristina Munoz·October 11, 2016

MYSTERY written by: Cristina Munoz @cristinamunoz8 i’m drawn to delight in seduced by seek breathe mystery wherever...

English

·1 min read

Immaculate Within

MR.QUIPTY·September 22, 2016

AUTHOR OF THE PROMPT: Cristina Munoz @cristinamunoz8 THE PROMPT: Write a poem about Madonna. Not the Virgin...

Featured Post MR. QUIPTY Prompting MR.QUIPTY Poetry English

·1 min read

How To Get Ahead In Criticizing

MR.QUIPTY·August 20, 2016

AUTHOR OF THE PROMPT: Daniel S. Liuzzi @DanielSLiuzzi THE PROMPT: A three-headed movie critic, two of the heads...

MR. QUIPTY Prompting MR.QUIPTY Poetry English Featured Post

·1 min read

Hollyword

Alan Mitnick·July 19, 2016

Hollyword written by: Alan Mitnick @alan.mitnick Scorcese would direct my next poem, the epic hero, De Niro,...

English

·1 min read

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Sanu Sharma

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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