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Nothing When in Doubt Do

Anna Bivens·September 29, 2022

Nothing When in Doubt Do written by: Anna Bivens rounder belly grows, weigh heavy, though much less...

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RIP, a poem by Gina Carrillo at Spillwords.com

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Gina Carrillo·September 17, 2022

RIP written by: Gina Carrillo R.I.P. to the old me The one quiet and reserved When you...

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Justifying You

Don Knowles·July 10, 2022

Justifying You written by: Don Knowles @DonKnowles3 I said to him Don’t we have such a glorious...

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Daylight Moon, poetry written by James Bell at Spillwords.com

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huntersjames·February 21, 2022

RIP written by: Huntersjames @goatrodeo11 Old postcards never addressed What ails us doctor? Never been this sad...

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Golden Girl

Robyn MacKinnon·January 9, 2022

Golden Girl written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat watching Golden Girls Thank you for being a friend was...

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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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