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Awake

Phyllis P. Colucci·August 30, 2024

Awake written by: Phyllis P. Colucci @FictionTarot People and Places I never knew Conversations with strangers I...

Poetry Phyllis P. Colucci English

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We Bleed Red!

Saila Abby·July 3, 2024

We Bleed Red! written by: Saila Abby @WaddelHope A place is born, A place for all to...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Departing From Loved Ones!

Vandana Joshi Bhatt·May 24, 2024

Departing From Loved Ones! written by: Vandana Joshi Bhatt @VandanaBhatt An airport is a weird place! Exciting...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Mississippi Oak

Jackie Harvey·May 8, 2024

Mississippi Oak written by: Jackie Harvey The heat was the sultry kind – the kind that made...

English Literature

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Rain in Pirongia

Elizabeth Barton·April 12, 2024

Rain in Pirongia written by: Elizabeth Barton @DestinyAngel25 It’s raining in Pirongia, a mythic place traced in pale...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Hiraeth

Violet Dolui·April 4, 2024

Hiraeth written by: Violet Dolui When I close my eyes in the middle of the day to...

Poetry English

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Clint’s

Michael McCarthy·March 11, 2024

When Olivia met K Chapter VIII Clint's written by: Michael McCarthy @FlateyeFiction - Clint’s was full...

Michael McCarthy When Olivia met K Literature English

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Memories

James Walmsley·February 29, 2024

Memories written by: James Walmsley I saw it clearly the way I had to go, I knew...

Poetry English

·1 min read

The Quantum Entanglement of Bonnethead Sharks

Christian Ward·February 29, 2024

The Quantum Entanglement of Bonnethead Sharks written by: Christian Ward The toy-like pups, rubbery and plasticky, are...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Water Under The Bridge

Kay Lesley Reeves·January 10, 2024

Water Under The Bridge written by: Kay Lesley Reeves We stood together hand in hand Watching the...

English Poetry

·1 min read

The Silent Soul

Monika Chugh·November 17, 2023

The Silent Soul written by: Monika Chugh Stripping my soul Shattering the illusions Grasping the rainbow hues...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Blossoming Fight

Tamar Gvelesiani·October 9, 2023

Blossoming Fight written by: Tamar Gvelesiani @Tako165 How can I express the beauty of your soul, Each...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Middle Gratitude

Bob O'Cape Cod·October 2, 2023

Middle Gratitude written by: Bob O’Cape Cod I am thankful for the middle. I try to live...

Literature English

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The Quiet Room

Larry D Tyler·September 12, 2023

The Quiet Room written by: Larry Tyler The quiet room is a place I go to where...

English Poetry

·1 min read

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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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