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Mother Night & Wolf
Mother Night & Wolf written by: George Ro - When I was a child, I lived with my family in an orchard of persimmons. We were growers...
The Hart of the Matter
The Hart of the Matter written by: Pamela Ebel - Just as the sun appeared, twenty-four pine caskets...
I Hold the Key
I Hold the Key written by: Yll Brahimi Small room, no windows. The door is shut tight....
Signal Lost
Signal Lost written by: William Lee Harness From the far side of the signal, I have listened....
The Little Clock
The Little Clock written by: Elizabeth Berg The little clock on my nightstand Going tick, tick, tick...
This is What Happens When You Write Too Often
This is What Happens When You Write Too Often written by: Derrick R. Lafayette - My days mimic the sky during the months when the green leaves fade...
Gambling the New Beginning
Gambling the New Beginning written by: George Gad Economou New Year’s Day, minutes past midnight. alone in...
Kafka On My Cuffs
Kafka On My Cuffs written by: TheHumanAnvil I often notice that the night Is right time for...
Vacancy
Vacancy written by: John Patrick Robbins I keep calling without a single reply. Sometimes, I go by...
Sana
Sana written by: Justine Engelbrecht - He drove towards the open plain on the southern tip of his reserve, a glorious...
The Wheels on the Bus
The Wheels on the Bus written by: Joel Bryant - Today, of all days, I was hoping the trip home would be hassle-free...
Crossroads
Crossroads written by: Joseph Amendolare Bean-pole rusted streetlamps Shards of multi-colored glass, potholes. A bus shelter; thin...
Lone Runner
Bouleversant Lone Runner written by: Gerry Stefanson wolves, everything has purpose who gores first wolves, purpose has...
All Too Much
All Too Much written by: Edward L. Canavan it is not the only the sorrow that weighs...
