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Queen

Nylese Levin·September 1, 2018

Queen written by: Nylese Levin I remember when I was the Queen And people bowed down to...

English Poetry

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Blind Roosevelt Graves

DeWayne Moore·January 29, 2018

Blind Roosevelt Graves written by: DeWayne Moore @MtZionFund From the boycotts on buses To wade-ins on the...

Poetry English

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Telling The Truth, For Once

devereaux frazier·June 6, 2017

Telling The Truth, For Once written by: devereaux frazier @marylandpoet People say my end game used to...

Poetry English

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Swimmers

Kabrie Waters·September 28, 2016

Swimmers written by: Kabrie Waters @KWaters208 I’m going sane. Every choice I am making is a responsible one....

English

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Laissez Faire

Anne G·February 5, 2015

Laissez Faire by Anne G The definition of laissez faire is “literally”let (people) to do as they think...

Article Anne G

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Cindy Georgakas is a writer of words in poetry, prose and reflections of her heart. She was voted the Publication of the Month on Spillwords Oct. 2022. She is a co-author of #1 Amazon Bestseller, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women, and is also a monthly contributor to MastecadoresUsa. She was born in San Francisco, California and lives nestled in the trees in a small community about 40 minutes south of San Francisco with her husband. She is a life health coach, and massage and craniosacral therapist who draws inspiration from her daily interactions with clients, friends, her 4 children and nature. Her website is Uniquely Fit. She can also be found on Instagram #ahamoments. Cindy's book Re-create & Celebrate 7 Steps To Turning Your Dreams Into Reality will be released this month.

Brain in a Jar by Anthony Doyle

Take your gloves off, let’s see who you are, he said, chin out, shoulders rolling, pecs puffing, Take ’em off. Let’s see if you can take it raw—all fuel for the fire. I always was a strutting fool. I knew it was dumb, I knew it. Walk away, the only thing you gotta hit right now is the shower. I didn’t need this. I wore belts, I held titles. I was posing in posters on dirty walls and fire-doors, I was legit. Who was he? A street scuffler, a cage fighter. I knew it, and yet I took them off, I unwrapped the straps, I bit the leather and pulled them right off. The light is autumn steel today, bolted to the ceiling. In summer it was a yellow balm, a hot wet kiss. I knew it was dumb, and she keeps whistling that same song, Nurse Mercedes, the same catchy dance tune...

Features

The Neighborhood

…On Poetry and Fiction Just “One Word” Away (“Seasons”)

The Art of Living

Interviews

Spotlight On Writers – Larry D Tyler

Spotlight On Writers – Andrea Walker

Interview Q&A With Cindy Georgakas

Identity Versus Ego

At The Bottom of a Bottle

…On Poetry and Fiction Just “One Word” Away (“Seasons”)

Scars of The Ages

Don’t Blink

The Truth Hurts

The Fun Factor

Working The Crisis Hotline

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Queen

Blind Roosevelt Graves

Telling The Truth, For Once

Swimmers

Laissez Faire

Toots and Circles

At 28 Weeks: When Reality Shifts

…On Poetry and Fiction Just “One Word” Away (“Seasons”)

Transformation

What Resides in My Heart

The Tree

The Neighborhood

Has Anybody Here Seen Kelly?

Triumph of Oomph

The Following

You Can Call Me Hal

Gazing at The Moon From The Balcony