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how it used to bePoetry

how it used to be

Emily J ViewegDecember 10, 2021

green brave naïve book-smart rose-colored beautiful innocent everyone’s friend jumping in the puddles sloshing through the rain rolling in the grass climbing down the…

I Was in Love HereFiction

I Was in Love Here

Sherry CassellsDecember 7, 2021

I woke up this morning with a knot of words and got up right away hoping to unfurl them into a sort of typed-out…

BornPoetry

Born

Julie DesmondDecember 6, 2021

Prompt: 5 minutes to write about something being born. Five minutes? To give birth? It doesn’t take that long. A crown appears, a head…

Chigguns’Art, Poetry

Chigguns’

Glenn RichardsonDecember 5, 2021

everything hinges on death their own black heart locks the armed chickens within their copper jacketed cage of bitter fruit wood ankle deep in…

My NamePoetry

My Name

james stephenDecember 4, 2021

my name is man reading newspaper and the street corner where he stands my name is his hat my name is his shoes my…

TIM THE TAPPERPoetry

TIM THE TAPPER

Mark Anthony PearceDecember 3, 2021

Timmy taps the walls at night he’s an excitable chap his fingertips sucking out Helen’s life force she tells the doctors of the gleeful…

all dog, otherwisePoetry

all dog, otherwise

Mike CasettaDecember 1, 2021

my dog is part howler monkey the monkey part are his vocal cords he’s all dog, otherwise he doesn’t wrap his tail around tree…

MarvinsFiction

Marvins

Sherry CassellsNovember 28, 2021

I took an online writing course which I tried to cancel but it was too late. Our first assignment was to tell one truth…

Séance for OnePoetry

Séance for One

Sara ClancyNovember 27, 2021

I talk out loud to ghosts and never mind how it sounds. Stella, I tell her, I'm sorry I did not keep up your…

OFF SEASON AT THE SHOREPoetry

OFF SEASON AT THE SHORE

Daniel J. Flore IIINovember 26, 2021

depression white waves no caramel corn Sara says something in the wind I don't know what it is slow walk down the boardwalk some…