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Sharing Stories Through Little free libraries

Sharing Stories Through Little free libraries

Little free libraries: mini libraries open to all, where anyone can leave, borrow, or take a book. An invitation to…
Skrik / L’urlo / Schrei

Skrik / L’urlo / Schrei

Skrik Foreign bodiesin mymouth,mouthripsthese lipsjoyously–––––––––––––––rstuvwxyz–––––––––––––––speakI can’tthenI don’t exist,I cannot,well, I don’t existand that’s a really weird twist.  L’urlo Corpi estraneinella…
Trust between birds and humans

Trust between birds and humans

TrustThe vulture is a bird of prey of the hawk family. The kite is a migratory bird, but some groups…
The “Metropolis of Solitude” of dreamers

The “Metropolis of Solitude” of dreamers

This is a story about the journey of dreamers in their dreams. A story of lonely souls searching for the…
A Night to Remember – our soul yearns for love

A Night to Remember – our soul yearns for love

It was a dark, quiet night as Raj stepped out of his car, the cool breeze rustling the leaves in…
Lovelines: a group of love poems

Lovelines: a group of love poems

Like more than 150 others, these love pieces are inspired by and thus devoted to my long-lost but recently refound…
An old man looks for a way to keep his mind sharp

An old man looks for a way to keep his mind sharp

Niko loved supermarket lines. It wasn’t so when Niko arrived at the U.S. as an engineer for an automaker plant.…
First English Class

First English Class

Ming was over the moon when he began to attend senior high school in New Rivermouth, the county seat of…
Life

Life

andagainandagainrepeat thesame oldandsame oldandsame old.Well, its called livingain’t it?Mehdi Hasan. Life
The Volcano – How Aries murders

The Volcano – How Aries murders

Mildred had been complaining about the journey since the beginning.She came out of the kitchen on a Wednesday evening with…
Stellar Matter

Stellar Matter

Clouds, sunsets and starry nights. Wasting hours and hours with our minds empty just looking at the sky. As we…
How did I sleep?

How did I sleep?

How did I sleep?Badly, as far as Gaza is from here, I could hear the cries from children without limbs,…
The Game of The Crying Skull

The Game of The Crying Skull

I would like to tell you a story. It started like a game. Perhaps like a mistake. Or rather, I…
You will never be the same

You will never be the same

So he said, “You will never be the same.”Sure I won’t.Murder is something that changes you deep inside your soul…
Death

Death

43 yearshe’s seen it alltasted joyfelt kindnessfought warsembraced despair, chaos, hatred,defeat.had triumphlooking back, a smile appearsis there anything left ?then…
SeaLand

SeaLand

©Antonis GiakoumakisSeaLand Outfaceshapes,formationsof the sealandand the sky.Colors and lightin a hug. The seas of poets,wordsunexpectedly.Land of the peoplecursedpoor landplowed with…
Mayuhe Revisited

Mayuhe Revisited

On the morning of October 28th, my brother drove us to Mayuhe, the forest farm on the southern bank of…
The darkening tree

The darkening tree

Quarks and photons / are gross accommodations, / chips of some blown up god / intractable in the mind, /…
GesĂą non tornerĂ  mai

GesĂą non tornerĂ  mai

Precipitando verso / un vuoto pieno immenso / Volando in un cielo / di niente / Nuotando in un mare…
Running Moon

Running Moon

the cure for pain / I found / inside my cavernous but lucid dreams. / Tonight, / while comfortably resting…
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