A Darkness In August…
/Surreptitious Sonnet Day is August…
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…my muse, amusingly, is shy,
her willy-nilly teasing skillfully
tempts me to write some sonnets…
By Ken Gosse
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Leave Well Enough Alone
/Life on the streets
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…at the ground while I walked around a vacant lot in the Inner City without purpose, I discovered under leaves and grass clippings an incredible amount of cigarette butts, beer cans, broken bottles and…
By Judge Santiago Burdon
Read MoreIt’s Kinda Like Australia…
/Karma in the Clouds
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…was born the fourth of five to another single parent in the slums of Detroit. In the city where the majority of citizens are black, unemployed, and poor, he was just…
By CraigE
Read MoreMy People Perish...
/Shouldn't a fundamental…
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…something like that. I think the original in Isaiah 5:13 was, "are destroyed", rather than, "perish". The meaning is the same. I can't help thinking a lot of people these days don't have enough knowledge…
By K. L. Shipley
Echoes Of Survival
/…-beared, reclining on
The platform, with tattered,
Torn shirt, from an early morning
Jogg, in the joggers…
By Orbindu Ganga
Read MoreLove Blossomed
/…hardly pondered his thoughts
in the first person, and he was hardly
the first person to kindly take
cheap shots at…
By Andy Cooper
Read MoreOranges For Christmas
/…on the Christmas table:
one for my cousin and one for me.
No fancy Christmas tree,
just few branches of…
By Petrouchka Alexieva
Read MoreTicket To Ride
/…took the Monday morning bus to work as he did every day. His commute soundtrack was the same as it always was, the Beatles. The band were more than just music, they were his…
By Chris Platt
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