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That Was Then, This Is Now

Christine E. RayAugust 5, 2019

That Was Then, This Is Now written by: Christine E. Ray @Christabelle666 i used to worry that others would finally see the truth of me my midnight ...

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Treachery Of The Performance

Glen McKenzieJuly 29, 2019

Treachery Of The Performance written by: Glen McKenzie @justabitfurther the deception of theatre the mask one bears isn't the play words sentences...

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Slow Is Living Long

Alias MimmieJune 24, 2019

Slow Is Living Long written by: Alias Mimmie @Snehashreemand1 The timid world rests through failing glory, we rest on the falling railing. Rest is ...

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The Heart of The Wind

David DephyJune 3, 2019

The Heart of The Wind written by: David Dephy Floating on the stream of your breath listening to the sound of your breath loving your silently deep ...

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My Poetry: A Metapoem

Lopa BanerjeeJune 1, 2019

My Poetry: A Metapoem written by: Lopa Banerjee @rooafza My poetry was born as mistaken scraps in your notebook Your ferociously guarded mansion, ...

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Shirtless

Mickey KulpMay 14, 2019

Shirtless written by: Mickey Kulp @mickey_kulp My wife said I should take off my shirt. After all, it is a hot day, and the backyard is private ...

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These Pieces Of Me

Laura HughesMay 5, 2019

These Pieces Of Me written by: Laura Hughes @Ri_Ri1977 Whenever you look at me, what is it that you can see? Can you see the pain in my eyes, with...

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Unfinished Business

Jack Wolfe FrostMay 4, 2019

Unfinished Business written by: Jack Wolfe Frost @JackWolfeWriter Unfinished business it follows like a shadow, Carving the light, insipid darkened ...

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Self-Loathing

Pranjal SrivastavaMay 2, 2019

Self-Loathing written by: Pranjal Srivastava The drunken fool returned to his hell All soaked up in restlessness and anxiety He couldn't hold on t...

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The Gift of Me

paeansunpluggedApril 24, 2019

The gift of me written by: paeansunplugged I gift unto myself the gift of me to be who I want to be and not what others expect from me to ne...

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Fractured

Tissy TaylorApril 13, 2019

Fractured written by: Tissy Taylor @raisingtissy Pieces unfitted strewn across a carpet bare Shattered heartbeats fragile worn with frig...

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Zero To Hero

H.M. GautschFebruary 17, 2019

Zero To Hero written by: H.M. Gautsch @GautschHM Looking back I can’t believe I used to be the laughing stock Just for the way I dressed the terri...

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As I Am

Sheri M. StewartFebruary 14, 2019

As I Am written by: Sheri M. Stewart I wish to be seen. I am many pieces, of differing shapes and sizes that somehow join together into a whole ...

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Who Am I?

Sallon LepchaJanuary 5, 2019

Who Am I? written by: Sallon Lepcha I was wondering about me, Thinking of my very being. One question ran in my mind, I was asking myself, W...

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“Hemmingplay,” is the pen name of Doug Stanfield, who grew up on a family farm in western Ohio, went with his parents for two years in Karachi, Pakistan, in high school and had lived, until recently, in Bellefonte, PA with his late wife, Wilda and their two sons, Ben and John. Doug was a writer, editor and director of internet communications at Penn State for 26 years. He has had a few disreputable occupations, including newspaper reporter and editor, and public relations flak, but is trying to make amends for his sins by writing poetry and fiction. When his sons were safely off making their own mistakes, he turned on the computer one day, stared at the screen, and began to learn the craft anew at age 67. Doug has published three books: "Mermaid Sisters: First Dive", a children's book; "I Came From A Place of Fireflies" and, "Snowflakes & Ashes: Meditations on the Temporary”.