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What My Eyes Have Seen

Willow Hewett·February 26, 2022

What My Eyes Have Seen written by: Willow Hewett @willowhewett The eyes are the windows to the...

Literature English

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The Story of Ekolu

Appadurai Muttulingam·February 11, 2022

The Story of Ekolu written by: Appadurai Muttulingam translated by: Jegadeesh Kumar @jekay2ab The incident happened just...

English Literature

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Foxhole

David Milner·February 9, 2022

Foxhole written by: David Milner Made a Foxhole under the bed. To shelter from missiles, grenades, machine...

English Literature

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The Agony of War

Satis Shroff·April 26, 2021

The Agony of War written by: Satis Shroff @satisshroff21 Once upon a time there was a seventeen...

Poetry English

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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: A Writer of the First Rank

Satis Shroff·January 10, 2021

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe A Writer of the First Rank written by: Satis Shroff @satisshroff21 Johann Wolfgang...

Article English

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Celts and the Mad Goddess Chapter I

P.C. Darkcliff·August 27, 2020

Celts and the Mad Goddess Chapter I written by: P.C. Darkcliff @P_C_Darkcliff “A mighty race of hunters...

Celts and the Mad Goddess P.C. Darkcliff English Literature Featured Post

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Klaus

Eoghan Lyng·July 28, 2020

Klaus written by: Eoghan Lyng @eoghanlyng Paintings solemnly saturate the records, Black, white in stick silhouettes Cigarette...

English Poetry

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Willow Tree

Michal Reibenbach·June 26, 2020

Willow Tree written by: Michal Reibenbach Anna is playing with Bobby, a neighbor’s son in their garden...

Literature English

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Cage

Eliza Segiet·June 10, 2020

International Poetry Polish English

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Kept Himself

Paul Brookes·May 14, 2019

Kept Himself written by: Paul Brookes @PaulDragonwolf1 Kept Himself to himself. Quiet man always in sharp waistcoat...

Poetry English

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APRIL 1945

Satis Shroff·December 23, 2018

APRIL 1945 written by: Satis Shroff @SatisShroff1 Sie trug einen roten Wintermantel Und hielt einen Gehstock in...

Poetry German International

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Side Of Life And Death

Eliza Segiet·November 4, 2018

International Poetry Polish English

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Heidegger Trilogy

Satis Shroff·September 14, 2018

Heidegger Trilogy written by: Satis Shroff @SatisShroff1 The Silence of Existence I Plato once said: ‘Megala panta...

English Poetry

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EAST II

Rich·August 21, 2018

EAST II written by: Rich @H3Richard Rise up early towards the end of May It’s the main...

English Poetry

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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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