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Medusa Tempts Eve

Henna JohansdotterMarch 14, 2019

Medusa Tempts Eve written by: Henna Johansdotter Darling you know he only loves the part of you that’s him You know he only wants you to lay beneat...

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Bicorne Blues

Stephanie MusarraFebruary 27, 2019

Bicorne Blues written by: Stephanie Musarra @dungeonwriter39 “The hell with you!” Dan shouted as he slammed down the phone. He picked up a pic...

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The Song Of Swans

Abhishek PandeyarJanuary 15, 2019

The Song of Swans written by: Abhishek Pandeyar Hiding behind the darkness, I see a shadow alive, Mumbling slowly, the tune of death. The embo...

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Icarus And The Ugarit Eclipse

Irtika KaziJanuary 4, 2018

Icarus And The Ugarit Eclipse written by: Irtika Kazi Icarus was warned by Daedalus of Complacency and incessant pride; He was apprised of flying ...

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HOW BEER WAS DISCOVERED: THE TRUE MYTHOLOGY

Michael H. BrownsteinDecember 19, 2017

HOW BEER WAS DISCOVERED: THE TRUE MYTHOLOGY written by: Michael H. Brownstein Pandora colored her skin mahogany, took possession of the great ebony...

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AJUSTICIADO

ayamlearsiJuly 29, 2017

AJUSTICIADO written by: ayamlearsi @ayamlearsi Zeus yace ajusticiado, fueron Hera y las burladas. Las Furias las abrazan. Ahora buscan a Cupido. ...

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Nyx written by Nicole Cheng at Spillwords.com

Nyx

Nicole ChengApril 20, 2017

Nyx written by: Nicole Cheng @NicoleCheng13 They wear gold and pink, I wear black and white. They text to each other, I read books under the light...

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Lore

Amanda NeedhamApril 7, 2017

Lore written by: Amanda Needham We built our house in the faery ring then are aghast when the changelings steal from our cribs. Mewling and keenin...

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Musings

HRApril 5, 2017

Musings written by: HR @HaroldR01 I don’t know, as I sit here not writing, when Mnemosyne, and her daughter Clio, will leave and let Euterpe ...

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February’s Fury

TM ArkoMarch 7, 2017

February's Fury written by: TM Arko @terry.arko Candy wrapper remnants of Valentine’s Day scuttled across the frozen asphalt Like discarded hearts of...

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Crane Of Hope

PrecibusMarch 2, 2017

Crane of Hope written by: Precibus @missprecibus V------ The way your thread crossed mine. You seemed somehow Athenian and so much more sophis...

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Defy The Gods

Nobby66February 4, 2017

Defy the Gods written by: Nobby66 @douglas97_s Is happiness an earthbound illusion? made up to cause human confusion by spiteful Gods who should know...

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Skies Like Ragnarök

Daniel S LiuzziFebruary 2, 2017

Skies like Ragnarök written by: Daniel S. Liuzzi @DanielSLiuzzi Their silhouettes like veins in the eye Naked trees stretching to the sky The clouds ...

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LLEGAR

ayamlearsiJanuary 4, 2017

LLEGAR written by: ayamlearsi @ayamlearsi Adiós a ti Baco, a tus placeres, adiós extranjero. Voy a ella, como a tierra nueva, quiero tomarla, sembrar...

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Gabriela M. was born in Europe and presently lives in the United States where she is a university professor. She published three novels in her native language. In 2017 she started writing poetry in English. Since then her poetry has been published in various journals and newspapers. Her favorite poets are the symbolists and the surrealists, and her favorite novelist is Lawrence Durrell. She is a fluent speaker of three languages. She spends her time teaching, researching, leading a university-wide organization, working on her novel, and writing poetry. She mostly spends her vacations in Miami, Southern California, and Southern Europe.
Christina Schwarz, the author of the New York Times bestseller Drowning Ruth, after reading Gabriela M’s poetry manuscript stated:
“With lush language and lavish imagery, Gabriela M. evokes a fantastic world ripe with emotion.”

Anatomy of A Heartbreak by Henna Johansdotter

February: He’s left you a wishbone on your pillow. You’re not sure what to do with it so you stick it between your ribs, feeling the sharp end shift with every move, scraping against the aorta. You hold your breath while sleeping and do not stir as the dreams pass by like headlights, colliding into the mist.

May: You pull out your teeth as not to hurt him anymore. He says your silence is ugly and suggests you keep your mouth open.
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