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Brace Yourself, Boy

Kerri CaldwellJune 12, 2019

Brace Yourself, Boy written by: Kerri Caldwell @KerriCaldwell19 You’re like winter and the rest of us are summer. You kill the things you lov...

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2:51, a short story written by Garry Crystal at Spillwords.com

2:51

Garry CrystalMay 26, 2019

2:51 written by: Garry Crystal A clock on the wall in my kitchen always reads 2:51, because I’d removed the battery some time ago to stop the tickin...

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Sister

Katy SantiffMarch 28, 2019

Sister written by: Katy Santiff In the palm-shade of Pearl Harbor, with the beach grass between my toes, which were shaped like small pin...

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Red Linen Suit

Phyllis SouzaMarch 27, 2019

Red Linen Suit written by: Phyllis Souza Amelia and her boys lived in the house. Virgie and her daughter, Patty, lived in the converted garage apartment...

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Sould Sister, micropoetry written by Karen O'Leary at Spillwords.com

Soul Sister

Karen O'LearyMarch 27, 2019

Soul Sister written by: Karen O'Leary thank you my trusted friend-- your support helps to ease the chill of lonely winter days with love...

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Afternoon Play

Andrew ScobieMarch 12, 2019

Afternoon Play written by: Andrew Scobie Later in the morning, soon after he had been administered with his usual dose of morphine, James would...

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Lost Identity

Donna AfricaAugust 12, 2017

Lost Identity written by: Donna Africa @DonnaAfrica Where do I begin to tell of the hurt and the endless pain that my dear sister Kris endured an...

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I'm 24 years old, born and raised in Finland, although my first language is Swedish. I'm primarily a novelist but I've been writing poetry for a few years. I'm kicking off my writing career this fall with my debut novel (in Swedish), and also aiming to one day publish some poetry in print. Initially I wrote some edgy (and, frankly, pretty bad) stuff to cope with my Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and my manic depression. Today I'm doing well thanks to medication and my newfound stability has allowed me to create freely. I'm so thankful for my life. I write regularly on wordpress as HJDpoetry (visit me there) and aim to keep spreading my voice across the writing community.