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Heartbeat

Dr. K. K. Mathew·November 2, 2020

HEARTBEAT written by: Dr. K. K. Matthew The life of heart rings the bell of soul Heard...

English Poetry

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Inward Retreat

Sheri M. Stewart·August 30, 2020

Inward Retreat written by: Sheri M. Stewart The world may sling painful knives at my heart yet...

English Poetry

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Human Onions

Fay Marmalich-Vietmeier·August 16, 2020

Human Onions written by: Fay Marmalich-Vietmeier We are as “human onions” … born into a hurting world...

Poetry English

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Her Inner Touchstone

Jan Smith·June 17, 2020

Her Inner Touchstone… written by: Jan Smith @JanSmithNL She peels back all the layers of her life…...

English Poetry

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Seeing Red

Christine E. Ray·October 7, 2019

Seeing Red written by: Christine E. Ray @Christabelle666 blue and white capsules ingested daily devour my melancholy...

Poetry English

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First Monster

Angie Brocker·August 30, 2019

First Monster written by: Angie Brocker @angie_brocker You’ve created a monster And set it free But it...

English Poetry

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A textbook example of nominative determinism, Lou Storey has always been a storyteller, a fact well illustrated in his art and in his writing. His careers have reflected that as well, first as a creator of idea-based exhibitions for museums, and later as a psychotherapist employing narrative therapies. His art and his writing share qualities of rich texture and detail, examining our capacity to be absurd while allowing a measure of forgiveness for our foibles. Storey and his husband Steve retired in 2021 and moved from New Jersey to Savannah Georgia. “We love everything about Savannah, it is like a city that looks like a park and thinks it’s a small town. Best of all, we can grow bananas in the backyard!”

Treats Only, Please! by Lauren Scott

Creepy cackles from tall, looming trees
startle their jumpy heartbeats as they walk.
Shadows discreetly follow the echoes
while they timidly proceed down the block.

Young voices repeat with conviction,
“It’s just a night for entertainment.”
There’s no need for goosebumps and fear
as their eyes focus on the cracked pavement.

Undeniably sensing they’re not alone,
many follow in their hesitant footsteps,
eager to reach doors and push doorbells
but afraid of frightening special effects....

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