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Phyllis P. Colucci·June 30, 2024

Treasures written by: Phyllis P. Colucci @FictionTarot The rose that blooms from the butterfly’s kiss The birds...

Phyllis P. Colucci English Poetry Featured Post

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Space Shuttle Lands

Robyn MacKinnon·April 21, 2024

Space Shuttle Lands written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat the Space Shuttle lands passed over the rainbow bridge...

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Footprints

Shaun Mellish·January 7, 2024

Footprints written by: Shaun Mellish @MellishShaun A ghost may leave a footprint Washed by the day’s fresh...

English Poetry

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Mary McGregor’s Talking Macaw

Craig E Harms·November 30, 2023

Mary McGregor’s Talking Macaw written by: Craig E Harms “She was not quite what you would call...

English Featured Post Literature

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Hell’s Halloween Gate

A.L. Paradiso·October 28, 2023

Hell’s Halloween Gate written by: A.L. Paradiso @ALP25182398 Normally, I like black cats. But this mangy, one-eyed,...

English Literature Halloween

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Two Weeks Today

Elizabeth Ricketson·September 17, 2023

Two Weeks Today written by: Elizabeth Ricketson @LRicketson Two Weeks Today… A wooden box, carved. The repetition...

Poetry English

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The Moment Our Souls Entwined

Stephen Ferrett·August 7, 2023

The Moment Our Souls Entwined written by: Stephen Ferrett Two souls, one human, one canine, embraced A...

Poetry English

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Life Hands You Lemons

Robyn MacKinnon·August 6, 2023

Life Hands You Lemons written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat art for the bathroom pet a soft animal...

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New Furbaby

Robyn MacKinnon·May 21, 2023

New Furbaby written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat a new furbaby One of my favourite pictures daily reminder...

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Oh Puppy, My Puppy

Anne Gruner·April 11, 2023

Oh Puppy, My Puppy written by: Anne Gruner Oh puppy, my puppy who barks and cries and...

English Poetry

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Luna v. Macavity

Asad Mian·April 8, 2023

Luna v. Macavity written by: Asad Mian @amian74 I had always considered myself a ‘dog person’, although...

Literature English

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The Christmas Tree Cat

Lynn Chateau·December 23, 2022

The Christmas Tree Cat written by: Lynn Chateau @LynnChateau T.C. The Cat: “Mum! Of course, I will...

Poetry English Christmas

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The Tale of The Red Lantern

Steve Carr·June 23, 2022

The Tale of The Red Lantern written by: Steve Carr @carrsteven960 Jade-colored rain fell on Xitang, splashing...

Literature Featured Post English

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DOG, poetry by Dr. K. K. Matthew at Spillwords.com

DOG

Dr. K. K. Mathew·June 20, 2022

DOG written by: Dr. K. K. Matthew The moment of extreme happiness comes When the pet dog...

English Poetry

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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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