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Dawn DeBraal·February 20, 2019

Dead Ringer written by: Dawn DeBraal Mila looked over many items on the shelf when she came...

Literature English

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MAY I PAINT YOU…

Madhumita Bhattacharjee Nayyar·June 25, 2018

MAY I PAINT YOU… written by: Madhumita @madhumita6 May I paint your beauty and capture in a...

Poetry English

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Cold Clap In The Dark

Mario William Vitale·December 5, 2017

Cold Clap In The Dark written by: Mario William Vitale skeletal bones in the hidden residue to...

English Poetry

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My Eternal Love

J.M.G·July 31, 2015

My Eternal Love Original Poetry by JMG I’m like a storm, full of passionate energy that relays lightning bolts of...

Letters of Love Poetry J.m.g English

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Treasure Trove of knicks and knacks a spillwords original poem by Anne G

A Treasure Trove of knicks and knacks

Anne G·June 27, 2015

A Treasure Trove of knicks and knacks written by: Anne G @TheInkTruth A treasure trove of knicks...

Anne G English

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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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