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I Want. . .

Christine E. Ray·September 4, 2018

I Want. . . written by: Christine E. Ray @Christabelle666 I want. . . I whisper to...

Poetry English

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Squirrel Cheeks

Aurora Kastanias·July 26, 2018

Squirrel Cheeks written by: Aurora Kastanias He was famished hunger embodied To many solely an idea, unempirical...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Just A Moment Longer

Beth Tremaglio·March 17, 2018

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: I haven’t written about Connecticut in some time but not much has changed. This...

Featured Post Voices on Skin Beth Tremaglio Poetry English

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The Son Of The Forest

Latha Prem Sakhya·March 12, 2018

The Son of the Forest written by: Latha Prem Sakhya @LSakhya Oh, you Demons Why did you kill...

Poetry English

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Tierra Desgarrada

Eduardo Escalante·September 26, 2017

Tierra Desgarrada written by: Eduardo Escalante @eescalantegomez (EN LA FRONTERA ENTRE GRECIA Y MACEDONIA) Tierra de antaño...

Spilled History Spanish Poetry

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REFLECTIONS

Dilip Mohapatra·November 29, 2016

REFLECTIONS written by: Dilip Mohapatra @dilipmo When you look at a piece of stale bread discarded so generously...

English Featured Post

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The Hungering

Lucretia T. Knight·August 25, 2016

The Hungering written by: Lucretia T. Knight @LucretTKnight Sometimes we hunger for an unknown meal. The stirring...

English

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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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I Want. . .

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Just A Moment Longer

The Son Of The Forest

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