Etiqueta: little chews
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“Fictive” by Bill Tope and Wendy N. Bell
Muriel sat on her computer chair in the living room, staring blankly into space. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, and she could feel, if not hear, her own steady breathing. She longed to write a story that would entice at least one journal enough to find publication, and get acclaim, and…
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Video 6 “a butterfly on my skin, Book 2” by Christina Chin and M. R. Defibaugh
“a butterfly on my skin, Book 2,” is free to download. Here’s the link to the chapbook, which includes an intro and wonderful review by a prominent President of the British Haiku Society and a Japanese shortforms editor, Jerome Berglund. https://ko-fi.com/s/2346b3af9c
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“Where the Blame Lay Today” by Suzanne S. Austin-Hill
It would’ve been fifty-four years had I not said what I saidanddone what I did and had you not done what you didandsaid what you said But, you said what you saidanddid what you did; I, on the other hand, did what I didandsaid what I said I guess this…
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“Guileless” by Bill Tope
The tall man in the flashy suit appeared as if by magic next to the bus stop, close to the green-painted park bench upon which the girl sat. He craned his neck to read the name tag pinned to the white blouse of her school uniform. “Sally,” he murmured in…
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Chapter 2 of “Bruised but unbroken” by Alissa Brown
Content Warning: Violence I’m a prisoner I wake up in a room I don’t recognize. I stand up in the bed, and then a door opens. Gavin stands there, smiling. “Get away from me!” I shout. “Shhhh! Stop screaming and just come downstairs. The police are here to question you,”…
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“The House of Many Tails” by Alice Baburek
The ninety-year-old bungalow stood majestically on top of the slightly inclined forest-filled peak. It had been meticulously restored and revitalized. The whirling, singing wind chimes sent waves of welcome. The beautiful landscape was touched delicately by unique and colorful flowers. Inside the variegated garden lay an inviting stone path that twisted…
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“PLEASE BEAR WITH ME” by Carl Bernard Schwartz
Might be a want adfrom a surrogate motherlooking for new work
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Video 5 “a butterfly on my skin, Book 2” by Christina Chin and M. R. Defibaugh
“a butterfly on my skin, Book 2,” is free to download. Here’s the link to the chapbook, which includes an intro and wonderful review by a prominent President of the British Haiku Society and a Japanese shortforms editor, Jerome Berglund. https://ko-fi.com/s/2346b3af9c
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Response Poetry by Helen Pletts and Yongbo Ma
night without emptiness不空之夜 the reaching light has tethered us,in the knowing space weathering darkness.A square screen blinking like a white oyster,turning on the sea bed in her silver flecks.Darkness has openings, the black and then visible sequence.The phone has a timed orbit, your gaze is recorded,in small font, time gathers…
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“Foodies R Us” by Bill Tope
Eliot Bullocks, a tall, obese man, stood over a pot of chili in the test kitchen of Foodies R Us and took a spoonful of the winning dish. He tasted it and then shook his head disagreeably. «I’m sorry, Ms. Ellison, it just doesn’t taste the same,» he told the…
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“Maximus Unbound” by Matias Travieso-Diaz
Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not;Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed -but it returneth.– Percy Bysshe Shelley, Prometheus Unbound Maximus was a prime specimen of the male blue morpho menelaus butterfly. He was among the largest butterflies in…
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Chapter 1 of “Bruised but unbroken” by Alissa Brown
Content Warning: Violence The beginning of a nightmare The pain is unbearable. I can’t breathe. I feel like someone is sitting on me and trying to suffocate me. Well, I’m not that far away from the truth. The thing is, it’s pitch dark, and even if I try to keep…
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“he was a kind of dreamy drunk” by John Yamrus
he was a kind of dreamy drunk whohad beentrying to gethis act together for years. first,he gave up weed, thenthe pills,which werenever really a problem, andthen hestopped drinking Jackand did nothing but red wine. but,that got to betoo much troublewhen he saw himselfturning into a bit of a snob,especially around…
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Video 4 “a butterfly on my skin, Book 2” by Christina Chin and M. R. Defibaugh
“a butterfly on my skin, Book 2,” is free to download. Here’s the link to the chapbook, which includes an intro and wonderful review by a prominent President of the British Haiku Society and a Japanese shortforms editor, Jerome Berglund. https://ko-fi.com/s/2346b3af9c
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4 Sets of Response Poetry by Helen Pletts and Yongbo Ma
rain talking to night in darkness雨在黑暗中与夜晚交谈 conversation stretches in soft tongues,she is singing in silver, midnight hears her,the rain exchanges. Midnight is a listener,his dark mouth open wide, catching herchattering sounds scattered in the water 雨在黑暗中与夜晚交谈rain talking to night in darkness 对话在柔软的舌头上延伸，她以银色的声音歌唱；午夜倾听她，雨交换着话题。午夜是一个倾听者，他张大漆黑的嘴，接住她散落在水中的喋喋之声。 Poetry by Helen Pletts 海伦·普莱茨Translation by Ma Yongbo…
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