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Hunting for Ghosts

K.G. Munro·October 21, 2023

Hunting for Ghosts written by: K.G. Munro ‘Tis a season for monsters and devils! To appear during...

Poetry English Halloween

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My Beautiful One

Ifeanyi Sibling·June 23, 2023

My Beautiful One written by: Ifeanyi Sibling Her hands ran across my body Every brush of her...

Poetry English

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5-2-0, a poem by Quenntis Ashby at Spillwords.com

5-2-0

Quenntis Ashby·June 5, 2023

5-2-0 written by: Quenntis Ashby @Quenntis Five Paper spreads its fingers like a blade on a blanket...

English Poetry

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Shadows

Joyce Mary J·February 3, 2023

Shadows written by: Joyce Mary J Light was her companion, Shadows her playmates, Born with a heart...

English Poetry

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Alarm

Adele Evershed·November 20, 2022

Alarm written by: Adele Evershed @AdLibby1 I thought Frannie was becoming a bit of a hypochondriac as...

Literature English Featured Post

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Cross Our Dirty Fingers

Kerri Caldwell·November 16, 2022

Cross Our Dirty Fingers written by: Kerri Caldwell @KerriCaldwell19 Do you have any idea how love works?...

English Poetry

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This is My Father

Michael H. Brownstein·November 3, 2022

This is My Father written by: Michael H. Brownstein I always thought you would outlive me Lifting...

Red

Sirishty Thakur·October 5, 2022

Red written by: Sirishty Thakur Poets know how to play with words I met one I saw...

Poetry English

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Ware The Slip Away

R.S. Saha·June 14, 2022

Ware The Slip Away written by: R.S. Saha In all the hands that hold me, I found...

Poetry English

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Canale Grande

Marian Rodziewicz·May 29, 2022

Canale Grande written by: Marian Rodziewicz Jak bym pragnął z tobą, wsiąść znów do gondoli I świat...

Poetry Polish International

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Mujer

Carmen Frech Oliveri·May 15, 2022

Mujer written by: Carmen Frech Oliveri Sostuve su mano sobre la arboleda, dedos pianistas recorren la piel....

Poetry Spanish

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Three Fingers

Melyssa G. Sprott·March 18, 2022

Three Fingers written by: Melyssa G. Sprott Less elaborate needs; sweet, bitter mist; (shh, the moon is...

English Poetry

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When I Love

Spillwords·February 13, 2022

When I Love a poem by Nizar Qabbani When I love I feel that I am the...

Literary Greats Poetry English

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Little Fingers

Carrie Magness Radna·October 29, 2021

Little Fingers written by: Carrie Magness Radna @cmrboxwoodstar1 It’s coming alive! This season’s little fingers are uncurling...

English Poetry Halloween

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Suman Pokhrel is a Nepali poet, lyricist, playwright, translator, and artist. He debuted in 1999 with a poetry collection and has since published works, including translations of Shakespeare and global poets. His poems are translated into many languages and taught across South Asia. A two-time SAARC Literary Awardee, he also received Asia’s Inspiring Poet Award and was named Author of the Month by Spillwords in June 2023. Beyond literature, he works as a freelance consultant in socio-economic research, rural development, entrepreneurial development and creative writing. He began his career in Nepal’s civil service and later worked with international NGOs. He holds degrees in Science, Law, Business Administration, and Economics.

Condoms by Seán Óg Ó Murchú

They all laughed at me. All the dinner ladies. It started with your one, I’m after forgetting her name now… Smelly Nelly’s ma. A wet little tear trickled toward her tattooed cheekbone. She was roaring red. Her harsh, wheezing laughter sounded like a black taxi tackling the Whiterock Road, her throat destroyed from all the fegs she used to be hoofing into her. She called over the other dinner ladies then, an army of them. Or maybe it was the curiosity of her horrid laughing that brought them over… I can’t remember.
“Tell the girls what you’re only after asking me there ni wee mawn.”
I looked between herself and the girls. Jesus Christ, I said in my own mind, Mental Mick is after stealing all my crayons that I’d been hoarding for myself there before the break...

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