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Delicate Cravings

Madhumita SinhaOctober 14, 2019

Delicate Cravings written by: Madhumita Sinha @madhu_723 I crave for you For you I Yearn So deeply So intensely It’s a heartache Deep in my soul...

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The Empath

Alisa GuttadauroOctober 2, 2019

The Empath written by: Alisa Guttadauro @AlisaGuttadauro I feel, Therefore I hurt, I write, and so I bleed, Emotions are in tune, With other peopl...

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My Hidden Desires

Hemu AggarwalSeptember 28, 2019

My Hidden Desires written by: Hemu Aggarwal @hemuaggarwal15 My drained efforts to dig out my bones, and see deep scars healed as yet. My fizzled eff...

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END, a poem written by Christine Bolton at Spillwords.com

END

Christine BoltonAugust 28, 2019

END written by: Christine Bolton Evening touches the last light Before it covers in its darkness My heart swathed in mourning threads and fa...

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PATHWAYS

Roland JuthmanMay 1, 2019

PATHWAYS written by: Roland Juthman you cannot see my scars Search as much as you want, there’s no tracing them gently, no kissing the folds, no c...

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Felt Like A Monster

Linda M. CrateApril 5, 2019

felt like a monster written by: Linda M. Crate @thysilverdoe i'm sorry i hurt you never meant to make you cry, and i understand there were good ...

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FOXTROT

Martina Reisz NewberryFebruary 28, 2019

FOXTROT written by: Martina Reisz Newberry This morning, as soon as the sun was up, I walked into the city past the small deli/coffee shop where a w...

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Let Me Enter

Jose A. TovarSeptember 15, 2017

Let Me Enter written by: Jose A. Tovar Let me enter your mind your heart your being So that I may infuse my joy within your injured soul and e...

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Change

Nnane NtubeSeptember 4, 2017

Change written by: NNANE NTUBE @nnane.ntube The streets are littered with blood The streets are littered with tears The streets are littered with a...

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Phyllis P. Colucci is a freelance/indie author from Brooklyn, New York. She is currently retired from a Supervisory Administrative position with a Federal law enforcement agency in New York City, and is now pursuing her passion for writing fiction and poetry. She has always had a love for writing over the years, whether it be poetry, short stories or novels; and mystery and suspense is something she has recently gravitated towards with a touch of romance and that "New York edge". Phyllis has three novels, one novella and an Anthology of original poems currently on the Amazon market, and continues to be part of the Spillwords writing community by sharing/contributing her fiction and poetry on a monthly basis. She also has a writing blog under the name of "FictionTarot" where she hopes to entertain readers, take them on journeys page by page - and perhaps make a difference with a blog.

Bodies In The Basement by M. Taggart

It was a crisp, damp, October night.
“When we get to the Church I’ll go down first.” Colin was thinking of the moment when both he and Aaron would be standing at the top of the basement stairs peering down into the darkness.
The old stone Church was perched at the top of the largest hill on the prep school’s campus. Colin’s parents were professors at the school and their house was on campus grounds. They’d been waiting for Colin’s parents to fall asleep upstairs. Both boys were comfortable in their sleeping bags on the screened in porch. The lights had been turned out an hour ago and Colin felt it was time to slip into the night ...