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Arthur

John Baverstock·October 13, 2018

Arthur written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK Seen Old Arthur In’t Park Sat at his usual bench, With him,...

A Ghost Under The Bed

Dimitris Bonovas·September 6, 2018

A Ghost Under The Bed written by: Dimitris Bonovas “Can you fly with broken wings?” That’s the...

English Poetry

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Chapters

Robin McNamara·June 18, 2018

Chapters written by: Robin McNamara @robbiemac72 The tattered book, On the top shelf, This is me. Torn,...

Poetry English

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Intoxication

Vinayana Khurana·May 28, 2018

Intoxication written by: Vinayana Khurana Dark roads, Forgotten way, A half empty bottle, That drunkard guy, Lost everything~?...

English Poetry

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The Castle

Doug Donnan·May 7, 2018

The Castle written by: Doug Donnan Its battlements are now abandoned, a wind whistles throughout the halls...

Poetry English

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2 at 10, 10 at 2

Roger Turner·March 6, 2018

2 at 10, 10 at 2 written by: roger turner @titansdad I woke up in a stranger’s...

English Poetry

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Old Faithfuls

Rob J Mann·January 21, 2018

Old Faithfuls written by: Rob J. Mann @RobJMann He refuses to fetch my shoes when he needs...

English Poetry

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Kids, What Do They Know?

Paulo Guimaraes·January 13, 2018

Kids, What Do They Know? written by: Pablo Guimaraes @Madmonkey74 Sweaty, sick days on black death The...

English Poetry

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Forgotten Presents

Roger Turner·December 16, 2017

Forgotten Presents written by: roger turner @titansdad The money I’m saving on Christmas this year will be...

English Poetry Christmas

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ANCHORAGE

Dilip Mohapatra·December 8, 2017

ANCHORAGE written by: Dilip Mohapatra @dilipmo As I lie in the cradle bundled in soft white linen I...

English Poetry

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left behind

Leanne Yeoman·November 23, 2017

left behind written by: Leanne Yeoman @lmyeoman70 an old wishing well keeper of forgotten dreams overgrown with...

Poetry English

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The Black Hole

Khalid Belkhalfi·November 14, 2017

The Black Hole written by: Khalid Belkhalfi I am a stranger in this world and I am...

English Poetry

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Well Wishers Well

SMiles·October 27, 2017

Well Wishers Well written by: SMiles @stephenmiles2 Before the day passes and the others have preceded gilded...

English Poetry

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Candelabrum

Temitope Ayodeji·October 21, 2017

Candelabrum written by: Temitope Ayodeji @Stoneachi I We do not beg for seeing. Afore we crisscrossed, Moony...

English Poetry

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I was born and raised in Yorkshire, England. At fifteen I left school without the skills or maturity to appreciate the wider world. At nineteen I packed a bag and wandered through Europe and North Africa, learning from the road. At twenty‑five I earned the qualifications for university, eventually becoming a high school teacher and later an education manager. Now I live with my amazing wife on an island north of Seattle. After retiring and with encouragement from Spillwords and the Clever Park Writers Group, I traded reports for storytelling. And that's where the fiction began...

Cast Off by Niall Crowley

The two computer screens tighten their grip. Tom pivots between them, tracking one while he works on the other. Careful discipline from early morning to close of business. Number crunching, he would have termed it before. Now it’s data management and verification, his task to model and tabulate clients’ financial situations and options. Bookkeeping, he would admit to, in more candid moments. He’s tethered firmly to the task, though, and has been since he started here, nearly two years now. Bound in the rigour the work requires, as if life itself depends on it. Top floor, dormer window ...

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