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Her Voice

Fiona Langeveld·October 3, 2024

Her Voice written by: Fiona Langeveld People came from miles away From all across the land Just...

English Poetry

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The Cat and The Canary: The Great Escape

Ilene Dover·July 8, 2024

The Cat and The Canary: The Great Escape written by: Ilene Dover - The cat came to me an unwanted orphan...

Literature English

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Mom Wombat Says Make War No More!

Phyllis Schwartz·April 10, 2024

Mom Wombat Says Make War No More! written by: Phyllis Schwartz Mom Wombat says, “Make war no...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Goosebumps

Verity Mason·March 22, 2024

Goosebumps written by: Verity Mason Goosebumps flock my forearms as I sign my own death certificate. Beads...

Literature English

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Waiting for a Message

Liz deBeer·February 28, 2024

Waiting for a Message written by: Liz deBeer @debeerliz A florescent yellow-green tennis ball peeks from under...

Literature English

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Midnight Mass

Lynda Lee·December 25, 2023

Midnight Mass written by: Lynda Lee I longed to wear the dark blue dress with the red...

Christmas Literature English

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Christmas Caroling

Jan Niebrzydowski·December 17, 2023

Christmas Caroling written by: Jan Niebrzydowski Passel of fresh faced girls huddled in the snow The stinging...

Poetry English Christmas

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Would It Matter?

Jenny Morelli·October 28, 2023

Would It Matter? written by: Jenny Morelli @JennyMo31725980 When I was young, I was obsessed with fantastical...

Poetry English Halloween

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The Woodsman and The Witch

Caroline Ashley·October 19, 2023

The Woodsman and The Witch written by: Caroline Ashley @Akacarolineash My house is surrounded by cats. They...

Literature Halloween English

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Late Summer Song

Duane L Herrmann·September 19, 2023

Late Summer Song written by: Duane L Herrmann Cicadas sing from all sides surrounding, presence aware despite...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Soul Singing

Grażyna Misiaszek·August 13, 2023

Soul Singing written by: Grażyna Misiaszek - When happiness fills you and your soul You want to announce it to the whole world....

English International Poetry Polish

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Finding My Voice

Kenneth Vincent Walker·June 12, 2023

Finding My Voice written by: Kenneth Vincent Walker I found my voice soprano High as lovely birds...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Winter 1958

Sylvia Chinn·April 20, 2023

Winter 1958 written by: Sylvia Chinn Waking up – jeez it’s so cold, head popping out of...

Poetry English

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The Curse

Priyanka Chaya·February 15, 2023

The Curse written by: Priyanka Chaya @_prichaya “Please, Mom, one more book. Please!” His innocent, wide-eyed gaze...

Literature English

·7 mins read

Suman Pokhrel is a Nepali poet, lyricist, playwright, translator, and artist. He debuted in 1999 with a poetry collection and has since published works, including translations of Shakespeare and global poets. His poems are translated into many languages and taught across South Asia. A two-time SAARC Literary Awardee, he also received Asia’s Inspiring Poet Award and was named Author of the Month by Spillwords in June 2023. Beyond literature, he works as a freelance consultant in socio-economic research, rural development, entrepreneurial development and creative writing. He began his career in Nepal’s civil service and later worked with international NGOs. He holds degrees in Science, Law, Business Administration, and Economics.

Condoms by Seán Óg Ó Murchú

They all laughed at me. All the dinner ladies. It started with your one, I’m after forgetting her name now… Smelly Nelly’s ma. A wet little tear trickled toward her tattooed cheekbone. She was roaring red. Her harsh, wheezing laughter sounded like a black taxi tackling the Whiterock Road, her throat destroyed from all the fegs she used to be hoofing into her. She called over the other dinner ladies then, an army of them. Or maybe it was the curiosity of her horrid laughing that brought them over… I can’t remember.
“Tell the girls what you’re only after asking me there ni wee mawn.”
I looked between herself and the girls. Jesus Christ, I said in my own mind, Mental Mick is after stealing all my crayons that I’d been hoarding for myself there before the break...

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