reveal Archives - Spillwords

Home

reveal

One Night Soon

Cristina Munoz·May 15, 2021

One Night Soon written by: Cristina Munoz @cristinamunoz8 one night soon i will tell you, what i...

English Poetry

·1 min read

The Masterpiece

Joanne VanR·December 1, 2020

The Masterpiece written by: Joanne VanR Jasper steps back. He admires his combination of dark blues, hints...

Literature English

·2 mins read

Suppressed Soul

Rukhsana Ahmed·September 10, 2020

Suppressed Soul written by: Rukhsana Ahmed Not a blink, not a tear Neither a smile nor a...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Treachery Of The Performance

Glen McKenzie·July 29, 2019

Treachery Of The Performance written by: Glen McKenzie @justabitfurther the deception of theatre the mask one bears...

English Poetry

·1 min read

PATHWAYS

Roland Juthman·May 1, 2019

PATHWAYS written by: Roland Juthman you cannot see my scars Search as much as you want, there’s...

Poetry English

·1 min read

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

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

The Art of Living

At 28 Weeks: When Reality Shifts

Interviews

Spotlight On Writers – Larry D Tyler

Spotlight On Writers – Andrea Walker

Interview Q&A With Cindy Georgakas

The Art of Living

The Mantle

Ides of March

Revealing The Spring

Thoughts Through The Veil

Why Do I Cry?

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

The End of A Ceasefire

reveal

One Night Soon

The Masterpiece

Suppressed Soul

Treachery Of The Performance

PATHWAYS

Toots and Circles

Visiting a Children’s Memorial Garden

At 28 Weeks: When Reality Shifts

Transformation

Corners of Me

What Resides in My Heart

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

Life Revisited

The Pause in The Life Journey

Piękno Lnu

The Perfect Tool

Dirge of The Three Queens