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The Hollow Tree

Charlie Williamson·October 1, 2023

The Hollow Tree written by: Charlie Williamson The hollow tree still bears fruit, Through the rain and...

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Leaving To Guess

G. Rod Hamilton·June 26, 2023

Leaving To Guess written by: Rando Mithlo Some clarity In need The something from you Just what...

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Run, poetry by Natalia Aeschliman at Spillwords.com

Run

Natalia Aeschliman·June 24, 2023

Run written by: Natalia Aeschliman Wasting away. Let’s play a game. Hide and seek. Draining. Darkness. Fading....

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If I Had Grown Up

Introverted Thoughts·June 1, 2023

If I Had Grown Up written by: Introverted Thoughts Tortured hollows, twisted, coloured and soaked – Of...

English Poetry

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The Alluring Road

William Wright·May 10, 2023

The Alluring Road written by: William Wright, Jr. @loftydreams101 Drawn into the falling rays of light Where...

Poetry English

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Passages

Poet of the Light·April 8, 2023

Passages written by: Poet of the Light Unnuanced time takes a new role Where I will wade...

English Poetry

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The Mask

Lorelyn De la Cruz Arevalo·March 15, 2023

The Mask written by: Lorelyn De la Cruz Arevalo @_LorelynArevalo deep down buried in the hollowness of...

Poetry English

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Ruins

Raja Chakraborty·March 13, 2023

Ruins written by: Raja Chakraborty here I stand amongst ruins of roasted chestnuts summer has eaten a...

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And God Rejoices

Anatoliy Anatoliy·February 12, 2023

And God Rejoices written by: Anatoliy Anatoliy translated by: Kalpna Singh-Chitnis @AccessKalpna - She is the bright sun, and he is the black moon...

Poetry English International

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Flying

Joel O'Flaherty·February 11, 2023

Flying written by: Joel O’Flaherty @byjoeloflaherty It is a lightness she hasn’t felt in months. The wind...

Literature English

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Watcher

Ginny M. Jones·November 28, 2022

Watcher written by: Ginny M. Jones She’s a watcher now Fellow man she observes Her truths are...

English Poetry

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I Want It Darker

Freya Pickard·July 20, 2022

I Want It Darker written by: Freya Pickard @FreyasClippings do not criticise my musical taste because it...

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Willow’s Perch

Eli Garcia·July 13, 2022

Willow’s Perch written by: Eli Garcia Granite crack, canyon deep, Willow’s perch, narrow sweep. Branches ring, chatter...

Poetry English

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Death of The Poet

Vasiliki Petroudi·July 2, 2022

Death of The Poet written by: Vasiliki Petroudi @VPetroudi I shall die in a mourning rainy autumn...

Poetry English

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I was born and raised in Yorkshire, England. At fifteen I left school without the skills or maturity to appreciate the wider world. At nineteen I packed a bag and wandered through Europe and North Africa, learning from the road. At twenty‑five I earned the qualifications for university, eventually becoming a high school teacher and later an education manager. Now I live with my amazing wife on an island north of Seattle. After retiring and with encouragement from Spillwords and the Clever Park Writers Group, I traded reports for storytelling. And that's where the fiction began...

Cast Off by Niall Crowley

The two computer screens tighten their grip. Tom pivots between them, tracking one while he works on the other. Careful discipline from early morning to close of business. Number crunching, he would have termed it before. Now it’s data management and verification, his task to model and tabulate clients’ financial situations and options. Bookkeeping, he would admit to, in more candid moments. He’s tethered firmly to the task, though, and has been since he started here, nearly two years now. Bound in the rigour the work requires, as if life itself depends on it. Top floor, dormer window ...

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