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Return to Sender

M. Davidson·March 23, 2021

Return to Sender written by: M. Davidson Nostalgias Reverie Confessions always have this…this aura about them….this...

English Poetry

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Package Deal

Dilip Mohapatra·March 6, 2021

Package Deal written by: Dilip Mohapatra @dilipmo “Hello, don’t forget, you have an appointment with the eye specialist...

Literature English

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Upon My Door

DivyaaN·February 26, 2021

Upon My Door written by: DivyaaN In silence, they wait upon my door In smockings dark, my...

Poetry English

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Meeting Bronte

Andy Houstoun·February 25, 2021

Meeting Bronte written by: Andy Houstoun @Madmax69425310 “Morning, I’m calling about the room you’ve got advertised.” “Sorry,...

English Literature Featured Post

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The Maple Cottage

James Marchiori·January 20, 2021

The Maple Cottage written by: James Marchiori @DJames1821 There is nothing clearer or more defined than a...

Literature English

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Picture Perfect

Shweta Meraki·November 13, 2020

Picture Perfect written by: Shweta Meraki So obsessed we all are with ‘perfection’ searching the world around...

English Poetry

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The Journeyman’s Journal of Juxtaposed Juvenescence

Rob Clark·August 2, 2020

The Journeyman’s Journal of Juxtaposed Juvenescence Angelle written by: Rob Clark @HangryPoet197 Dreamstate: I Sleep a little,...

Poetry English Featured Post

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Another Day One

Nick Searles·July 14, 2020

Another Day One written by: Nick Searles @Nick_Searles You are obsessive and I knew it You were...

English Poetry

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Alive

Luiz Syphre·June 24, 2020

Alive written by: Luiz Syphre @luizsyphre she lived a normal life, but was only alive in between...

English Poetry

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Obsessive Compulsions

Paula Puolakka·March 30, 2020

Obsessive Compulsions written by: Paula Puolakka Nobody knows who I am. Two years ago, some guy went...

English Poetry

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The Fringe

Sheri M. Stewart·November 27, 2019

The Fringe written by: Sheri M. Stewart I’m on the fringe looking in mesmerized by the pull...

Poetry English

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Writing To Myself

Christopher J. Falvey·November 3, 2019

Writing To Myself written by: Christopher J. Falvey @yeahocd I am a bad communicator because I am...

Article English

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Beware

Paula Puolakka·October 28, 2019

Beware written by: Paula Puolakka Halloween is the holiday for the funny goblins, the cute pixies, the...

English Poetry Halloween

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Forced Relaxation and Temporary Removal from OCD and Anxiety

Christopher J. Falvey·September 15, 2019

Forced Relaxation and Temporary Removal from OCD and Anxiety written by: Christopher J. Falvey @yeahocd I had...

Article English

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Sanu Sharma

Sanu Sharma is a Nepali novelist, short story writer, poet and lyricist. She has published several novels and short story collections, and numerous lyrical works. Her prose sheds light on the struggles of women, girls, and marginalized communities, tackling overlooked familial and societal issues, while her poetry and lyrics capture universal emotions. Her short story collection Ekadeshmaa received widespread acclaim and was shortlisted for the prestigious Madan Puraskar in 2018. Several of her novels and stories have been adapted into audio and visual formats, and her ghazals and lyrics have been set to music by various composers and performed by renowned singers.

Precious Moments by Valli Henry-Boldini

...The little blue jay landed on the windowsill just as Frank’s heart skipped another beat. He looked at her delicate colours and the way she flitted back and forth along the white peeling ledge. She reminded him so much of his wife Emily, as she skipped along the white sandy beach all those years ago.

Emily lay asleep on their bed. Frank watched her from his favourite window seat and smiled. Thirty years had passed and she had remained his destiny.

As the bright morning sunlight burst through the top half of the windowpane and landed on her ashen face, its warmth stirred her from her slumber and she extended her thin arm to block out its penetrating rays...

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