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Litany of Suffocated Voices

Daniel Aôndona·August 31, 2023

Litany of Suffocated Voices written by: Daniel Aôndona @aondonadaniel30 There is a keen Longing to be heard...

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My Darling

Jeff Flaig·March 1, 2021

My Darling written by: Jeff Flaig Tears bled like a gaping wound And my eyes, a blue...

English Poetry

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Frivolous Photons

Haaris Ali Waqas·November 18, 2020

Frivolous Photons written by: Haaris Ali Waqas @waqas_haaris Our romance peaks among galaxies, Melts our ego into...

Poetry English

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Out of Love

Sue Marie St. Lee·January 31, 2020

Out of Love written by: Sue Marie St. Lee Lately when I touch your hand or gaze...

English Poetry

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Punch Start

SMiles·August 17, 2018

Punch Start written by: SMiles @stephenmiles2 Punched as a sucker might expect to receive a knee bend...

English 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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Litany of Suffocated Voices

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Punch Start

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Autumn Leaves Me

Come Back To Me

The Poppy Man

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Nut Soup

What If Someday Comes?

Ode to a Polish Plum Cake

The Heart, A Heart It Is

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