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Tonight on Halloween

David Haven·October 31, 2024

Tonight on Halloween written by: David Haven The living dead are wandering now down through the streets...

English Poetry Halloween

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All Hallows’ Eve Brunch

Lou Storey·October 22, 2024

All Hallow's Eve Brunch written by: Lou Storey - Frankenstein holds my gaze. All Hallows' Eve, festive Samhain...

English Literature Halloween

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The Story of Bluebeard Re-told

Sarah Das Gupta·October 1, 2024

The Story of Bluebeard Re-told written by: Sarah Das Gupta - Of all the many beautiful girls in the county, Primrose Torrington Blye...

English Literature

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The Lord of Lil’ Grover’s Mill, West Virginia

Craig E Harms·July 11, 2024

The Lord of Lil’ Grover’s Mill, West Virginia written by: Craig E Harms - ...The LORD brings death and gives life...

A Haunting Waltz

Edward Wraith·March 21, 2024

A Haunting Waltz written by: Edward Wraith As I recline, wearied, on this eve so dark and...

All Hallows Eve

Deborah Joan Jones·October 23, 2023

All Hallows Eve written by: Deborah Joan Jones Haunting, dare I say it? Quivering vampires out to...

Poetry English Halloween

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The Computer Screen

Medgar-Fallon Roe·October 22, 2023

The Computer Screen written by: Medgar-Fallon Roe Of the items in the store, All were second-hand An...

Poetry Halloween English

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Halloween

Liam Flanagan·October 21, 2023

Halloween written by: Liam Flanagan @LFlanaga The night of the living dead Where souls wander between this...

English Poetry Halloween

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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...

Poetry English

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Oh So Sweet

Emma L Flint·October 30, 2020

Oh So Sweet written by: Emma L Flint @LiterateElf All Hallow’s Eve, Such a devilish holiday. The...

Poetry English Halloween

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Dance of The Death

Megha Sood·October 24, 2020

Dance of The Death written by: Megha Sood @meghasood16 “Six feet of earth makes us all equal.”...

English Poetry Halloween

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A Sonnet for Elvira

Juan Perez·December 11, 2019

A Sonnet for Elvira Mistress of the Macabre: No. 10 written by: Juan Perez People, she is...

Poetry English

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Dance Macabre

Leta Hawk·October 26, 2018

Dance Macabre written by: Leta Hawk @LetaHawk Skeletons practice Extreme nudism as they Dance in their bare...

Poetry Halloween English

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Morbid Dreams

Fallen Engel·April 11, 2017

Morbid Dreams written by: Fallen Engel @BlackEngel3 Terror, claustrophobia, bondage, all cloaked in white, crusty sludge. Mannequins...

English Literature

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Suman Pokhrel is a Nepali poet, lyricist, playwright, translator, and artist. He debuted in 1999 with a poetry collection and has since published works, including translations of Shakespeare and global poets. His poems are translated into many languages and taught across South Asia. A two-time SAARC Literary Awardee, he also received Asia’s Inspiring Poet Award and was named Author of the Month by Spillwords in June 2023. Beyond literature, he works as a freelance consultant in socio-economic research, rural development, entrepreneurial development and creative writing. He began his career in Nepal’s civil service and later worked with international NGOs. He holds degrees in Science, Law, Business Administration, and Economics.

Condoms by Seán Óg Ó Murchú

They all laughed at me. All the dinner ladies. It started with your one, I’m after forgetting her name now… Smelly Nelly’s ma. A wet little tear trickled toward her tattooed cheekbone. She was roaring red. Her harsh, wheezing laughter sounded like a black taxi tackling the Whiterock Road, her throat destroyed from all the fegs she used to be hoofing into her. She called over the other dinner ladies then, an army of them. Or maybe it was the curiosity of her horrid laughing that brought them over… I can’t remember.
“Tell the girls what you’re only after asking me there ni wee mawn.”
I looked between herself and the girls. Jesus Christ, I said in my own mind, Mental Mick is after stealing all my crayons that I’d been hoarding for myself there before the break...

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