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Early Morning

Genie Nakano·October 18, 2019

Early Morning written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini Early morning these days no TV no radio prone to...

English Poetry

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Radio Daze

Mike Turner·September 6, 2019

Radio Daze written by: Mike Turner A song comes on the radio And carries me to a...

Poetry English

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A Moment Before Driving to Work

Tracee A. Claper·July 10, 2019

A Moment Before Driving to Work written by: Tracee Clapper Summer holds tight in a final bid...

Poetry English

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On Atara Street

TM Arko·April 2, 2019

On Atara Street written by: TM Arko Summer days were Eternal As we played Through the magic...

Poetry English

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A Stronger Blend

Dan Leicht·October 11, 2018

A Stronger Blend written by: Dan Leicht @Deeliopunk Waking up an hour early every morning making the...

Poetry English

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John Lennon’s Girl

Robbie Masso·October 4, 2017

John Lennon’s Girl written by: Robbie Masso @robbie.masso The radio played Twist & Shout. I danced with...

English Poetry

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A textbook example of nominative determinism, Lou Storey has always been a storyteller, a fact well illustrated in his art and in his writing. His careers have reflected that as well, first as a creator of idea-based exhibitions for museums, and later as a psychotherapist employing narrative therapies. His art and his writing share qualities of rich texture and detail, examining our capacity to be absurd while allowing a measure of forgiveness for our foibles. Storey and his husband Steve retired in 2021 and moved from New Jersey to Savannah Georgia. “We love everything about Savannah, it is like a city that looks like a park and thinks it’s a small town. Best of all, we can grow bananas in the backyard!”

Treats Only, Please! by Lauren Scott

Creepy cackles from tall, looming trees
startle their jumpy heartbeats as they walk.
Shadows discreetly follow the echoes
while they timidly proceed down the block.

Young voices repeat with conviction,
“It’s just a night for entertainment.”
There’s no need for goosebumps and fear
as their eyes focus on the cracked pavement.

Undeniably sensing they’re not alone,
many follow in their hesitant footsteps,
eager to reach doors and push doorbells
but afraid of frightening special effects....

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