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DIPTYCH ON FUEL

Izabella T. KostkaMarch 4, 2020

DIPTYCH ON FUEL written by: Izabella T. Kostka Politics? It is a squalid slut sold for a few euros, a puppet hanging on the ropes pulled by th...

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Caged

Lynn WhiteJanuary 23, 2020

Caged written by: Lynn White It’s pleasant enough wandering these pathways flanked by the tall rectangular cages, each protected by a steel door w...

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FOR ALEC W JAMES COAL MINER WITH THE ANGELS

GrendadJanuary 19, 2020

FOR ALEC W JAMES COAL MINER WITH THE ANGELS written by: Grendad Bowed down and coughing in his plastic coat, Smiling still into his final days As i...

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Semillas Calladas

Jose A. TovarJanuary 19, 2020

Semillas Calladas written by: Jose A. Tovar Dime: ¿de qué religión es el amor, o cuál es el sabor de un dolor; cuántos años tiene el tiempo, o qué...

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Wild Geese

Mir-Yashar SeyedbagheriNovember 27, 2019

Wild Geese written by: Mir-Yashar Seyedbagheri Geese rise from the campus soccer field, into the evening. Wings flutter in unison. No stragglers. Y...

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Heard

Hino BlackNovember 5, 2019

Heard written by: Hino Black Through my bedroom window... I'm aimlessly looking at the sky... Thinking of my life so far... I've only known thing...

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A Prison of Another’s Making

P. T. CorwinNovember 2, 2019

A Prison of Another's Making written by: P.T. Corwin Far from his untamed memory, A prison of another's making, Where they have wrenched his voice a...

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Perspectives

Deepti SinghOctober 28, 2019

Perspectives written by: Deepti Singh All I wished for in a moonless night was To steal fireflies from my lonely heart And set them free Perhaps ...

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A Kingbird Pecks

Sergio A. OrtizOctober 14, 2019

A Kingbird Pecks written by: Sergio A. Ortiz @Saore beyond these shores the noonday sun as harsh as wind on Barrow Island-- a kingbird pecks the ...

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Words of Freedom

Darrena StrawderOctober 7, 2019

Words of Freedom written by: Darrena Strawder Sad to say this life's not fake Our choices prevail leaving those who love us un-failed. Upon my life,...

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Wife, mother, former U.S. Army sergeant, and dental hygienist, Laura can now add published author to the list. She continues to work as a dental hygienist, which she’s done for over 19 years, hoping to transition out of that within a handful of years and make writing a full-time endeavor. Her publishing dreams came true (at the age of 50!) in 2017. Since then, she’d had the fortune to work with multiple publishers and connect with fantastic people. A voracious reader herself, she strives to write stories she can be proud of and enjoyed by many; ones that are not only sexy and fun, but thoughtful as well. When younger, her love of writing started with poetry after encouragement from her 4th grade teacher. She continues to write poetry, prose, and short stories, enjoying the challenges of various styles. She’s honored to have been recognized as Author of the Month with Spillwords.

The Wedding

Troy DeFratesOctober 2, 2019

The Wedding written by: Troy DeFrates What type of wedding had you hoped? I eloped Where did you take your vows exiled? Into the wild What made yo...

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My Form of Freedom

Akilandeswari SivaramakrishnanOctober 2, 2019

My Form of Freedom written by: Akilandeswari Sivaramakrishnan As my feet raise up, Trinkets of my anklet, That Sport an Antique touch, Roar with Ra...

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Chain Gang

Steve GreenSeptember 26, 2019

Chain Gang written by: Steve Green @Word_Massager Step inside our human contradiction Wrap your arms around the paradox of us all A core in...

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Life’s Trace

Ken Allan DronsfieldSeptember 13, 2019

Life's Trace written by: Ken Allan Dronsfield @KenKadfield Someone whispered my name! The tone a low, but gentle voice. It said, "search out your p...

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“Lock down, lock down. We are now on lock down.” The receptionist’s voice came over the school intercom over the incessant buzzing of the alarm bells located in every hall of every phase of the building. I thanked my lucky stars I wasn’t in my regular classroom with my fourth period of thirty-one freshmen. I was teaching my last class of the day in the computer lab of phase five, one of the more isolated wings of the large oddly-shaped school where I’d been teaching for years. There were only seven students in class that day, it being a Friday afternoon ...