I Wish
written by: Ayushman
 

I wish I spent more time with friends,
I wish those days would never end.
I wish I had more friends to call,
So I won't feel so lonely after all.
I wish I watched more anime shows,
And played more #Fiction #Literature #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Spillwords

Outbreak Breakout
written by: Stephen Kingsnorth
 

His route began with pot bound plant,
till terracotta ripped apart,
roots overcoming what held tight,
trapped filament now blooming tap.

But ten years on, Kent student days,
the #WritingCommunity #Spillwords #Poetry #Literature #Fiction

Un regalo Inaspettato written by: Esposito Silvio - La cantina della nonna era fredda, buia e polverosa, ma ad Amélie... #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Literature #Poetry

Normandy written by: A.L. Paradiso - Peter Patter III here from PTEN News reporting on this solemn day... #Spillwords #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Literature #Fiction

No Speaking Out
written by: Lynn White
 

No speeches are allowed
on Auschwitz Memorial Day
but even eighty years on
screams can still be heard there.

Listen carefully if you can
and you’ll hear words
amongst the cries
from Gaza #Literature #Spillwords #Poetry #Fiction #WritingCommunity

QUIZ
written by: Hana Rubinstejnova
 

what is there
blank stare
what is there
looking out the eyes
what is there
too many lies

who is there
to save us from ourselves
who is there
to dodge the crowd
who is there
to figure it #WritingCommunity #Literature #Poetry #Spillwords #Fiction

Sixteen
written by: Lillian Elise
 

Electrified, racing, magnified
a sort of childlike painting
- colors spilled on a canvas
eternally bright and vibrant
there is no apathy here
everything is loud saturated and contorted
smells #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Literature #Poetry #Spillwords

Slack Tide
written by: James Bell
 

Her long fair hair held back by a thick black band,
Gazing longingly at the ocean and clutching her careworn hands;

Ever watchful towards the horizon and knowing all the ways a moon can turn the #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Poetry #Literature #Spillwords

Walking Down the Aisle
written by: Manpreet Kaur Popli
 

Her pearl white dress hides her scars,
While her heavy veil hides her bloodshot eyes.

Everyone will now see the beautiful bride walking down,
Walking down to her own ultimate #Poetry #Spillwords #Fiction #WritingCommunity #Literature

Fists of Fire
written by: Lawrence Langman
 

Oh look dost thou
protest the truth.
You're blinded by
the lack of proof.

You seek what's
never sought.
Envisioned by the
wars once fought.

Your lack of focus
impedes the brain. #Poetry #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Literature #Fiction

Where?
written by: Barbara Deraoui
 

Where does it come from
that sudden light?

A spark,
a thought,
a quiet shift in the air.

Is it me
buried deep,
unknown even to myself?

Or something older,
a source we’ve forgotten
how #Literature #Poetry #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Fiction

Divide Between the Bride
written by: Allison Jensen
 

If only love were true,
I wouldn’t sand myself down smooth,
wouldn’t trade my sharpened truth
for something easier to use.

I knew this end before it spoke.
Nothing wanted #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Literature #Poetry

School Reunions
written by: Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
 

Like a murmuration,
they suddenly appear,
swirl, swoop and storm the
ancient, familiar compound,
perching on the strongest bough
of the school’s pine tree,
a brawny Methuselah, #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Spillwords #Fiction #Literature

Tonight I Watched the Radio
written by: Roger Turner
 

I sat down to watch the radio
There was nothing on TV
I have two hundred channels
But there was sweet F.A for me
I could have watched one channel
And learned to fricasse
A #Spillwords #Fiction #Poetry #Literature #WritingCommunity

Urge
written by: Ifeanyi Sibling
 

Lately, i seem to care less.
Not because i want to be careless.
Do i need a reason to pursue love,
or should i simply let it be?
One small hurdle and i am done trying.

I am not happy things #Literature #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Spillwords #Fiction

The Good Grass
written by: Sarah Kelleher
 

I didn’t like staring at strangers’ backs for hours.

I didn’t like the human earthquakes, when everyone made a noise like an ape or roared like a dinosaur, or shouted swears.

I liked #Poetry #Literature #WritingCommunity #Spillwords #Fiction

The Person Memory Keeps Returning To
written by: Himani Usha Tripathi
 

The strange thing about growing up is that the person you miss the most is rarely someone who has left.
It is yourself.
Not the face in old photographs.
Not the #Fiction #WritingCommunity #Literature #Spillwords #Poetry

God, Not God
written by: Vedant Dobwal
 

If thou hadst the choice to know
whether thou art God or not,
wouldst thou choose to know?
Wouldst thou seek the verity—
whether thyself art truly God?
Wouldst thou be God?
If thou choosest #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Poetry #Literature

5:57 p.m.
written by: Christopher Critch
 

Time, not enough, too much. Time is short, time keeps dragging on, people have said it all about time, but they don’t know the half of it. I do now, and the funny thing is, it didn’t do me a #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Spillwords #Literature #Fiction

The Keys written by: Leslie Cairns - I’ve lived nowhere and everywhere at the same time. NYC, Denver, Buffalo... #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Spillwords #Literature #Fiction