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Gifts

Annie Lure·May 15, 2022

Gifts written by: Annie Lure The masses proffer their brains as if wreaths to Stalin. Stalin hoards...

Poetry English

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Metempsychosis

Aisha Ahmed·April 29, 2022

Metempsychosis written by: Aisha Ahmed I planted the urge to resist the sight of you chiming in,...

Poetry English

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Masquerade at The Buckhorn Bar

Shelly Norris·December 4, 2021

Masquerade at The Buckhorn Bar Laramie, Wyoming written by: Shelly Norris October 31, 1990 Varmint skulls, rodents,...

Haunted Holidays English Poetry

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The Skull

Martina Rimbaldo·March 4, 2020

The Skull written by: Martina Rimbaldo @MartinaRimbaldo Dark black coal buttons Placed within fractured eye orbits are...

English Poetry

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Time For Preyer

Mike Kanner·October 19, 2019

Time For Preyer written by: Mike Kanner @MDKanner It was Halloween and already dark. Father Carl had...

Literature Halloween English

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Howl

Spillwords·September 15, 2019

Howl a poem by Allen Ginsberg For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my...

Poetry English Literary Greats

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Lauren Scott writes poetry and memoir and enjoys the challenge of trying other genres. She has authored two collections of poetry: New Day, New Dreams and Finding a Balance. In 2021, she released her memoir, More than Coffee. She is a contributing author in the anthology, Poetry Treasures 2: Relationships, as well as in the upcoming anthology, This is How We Grow. Her fourth book, Ever So Gently, is a poetry collection to be published in June. She recently finished her first children's book and works with her illustrator with plans to release it this year. She lives in California with her husband, Matt, and their lab, Copper. They have two adult children residing on the east coast. Lauren's writing inspiration comes from her love of family, spending time outdoors, and finding joy in the simple things.

Shadows of New York by Francisco Bravo Cabrera

One day I sat and listened to the choirs of Babel.
It took me back to when I painted shadows in New York
which cast skyscrapers high above your garden.
And I wondered if an island, in the seas of nowhere,
would have served as shelter if our ship should sink.

Did a siren with her song lead you so far away from home,
and has that made you forget me?
Have you removed the old tattoos?
Did you forget the sailing trips?
Was it because Manhattan’s winds destroyed your jib?...

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