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Taboo at Christmas

Niles Reddick·December 13, 2019

Taboo at Christmas written by: Niles Reddick @niles_reddick Granddaddy sat in a vinyl recliner, smoked a cigar...

Literature English Christmas

·2 mins read

The Field of Play

Mike Sharlow·September 7, 2019

The Field of Play written by: Mike Sharlow Our world revolved around “the field.” It was about...

English Literature Featured Post

·15 mins read

Whirlpooling

Anoucheka Gangabissoon·August 21, 2019

Whirlpooling written by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon Poets sing of dark days Poets lament of broken hearts Poets dance...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Discconecting Reality, short story by Glenn Bresciani at Spillwords.com

Disconnecting Reality

Glenn Bresciani·July 27, 2019

Disconnecting Reality written by: Glenn Bresciani SPRING 1993 Okay, I confess: I am a twenty-two-year-old male devoted...

English Literature

·13 mins read

Games, Then and Now

Paul Anthony Obey·April 15, 2019

Games, Then and Now written by: Paul Anthony Obey @TheInvisiblePo1 A healthy new craze, Anyone can aspire,...

English Poetry

·1 min read

The Games Begin

Paul Anthony Obey·February 5, 2018

The Games Begin written by: Paul Anthony Obey @TheInvisiblePo1 Don’t believe the hype of a crushing defeat,...

English Poetry

·1 min read

ROSEMARY LANE

Leanne Howard Kenney·September 18, 2017

ROSEMARY LANE written by: Leanne Howard Kenney @neeneebucket In the cold crisp, gray morning air dew hangs...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Horror Movies That Should Become Video Games

Daniel S Liuzzi·June 11, 2017

Horror Movies That Should Become Video Games written by: Daniel S. Liuzzi @DanielSLiuzzi With the recent release...

Article English Featured Post

·9 mins read

Soccer and WWIII

TM Arko·May 16, 2017

Soccer and WWIII written by: TM Arko @terry.arko “It was a hell of a game” he...

Literature English

·4 mins read

Pinball Wizard

Thomas Park·November 2, 2016

Pinball Wizard written by: Thomas Park @mystified131 Pull the metal armature, let spring go The ball shoots...

English

·1 min read

Deception

Aria Gardiner-Lorde·July 5, 2016

Deception written by: Aria Gardiner-Lorde @DesignerAGL I heard your word, sweetly caressing my soul. Promises made, love...

English

·1 min read

Recuerdos

Jose A Gomez·February 3, 2016

Recuerdos Micro Poéma de José A. Gómez En La Plaza de Colón del San Juan de mis...

Poetry Jose A Gomez Spanish

·1 min read

Summer Days on Brooklyn Streets

Anne G·July 27, 2015

Summer Days on Brooklyn Streets by Anne G from dawn to dusk were so much fun Sunrise came we...

Poetry Anne G English My Brooklyn

·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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