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@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 27, 2026, 1:27 AM

Frizzle Frazzle Super Sarah
written by: Kristian Keefer
 

Part I

My Super Sarah My Super Sister
My sister is my real-life hero.
She is the strongest girl I know.
I call her Super Sarah.

Super Sarah battles her frizzy brain. #Poetry #Spillwords #Fiction #Literature #WritingCommunity

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 11:28 PM

Heartsease
written by: Kim Ports Parsons
 

I’m pulling weeds from a tangled garden bed.
It’s impossible to stop invasives returning.

Rudbeckia and aster shine in September’s glow,
despite the bindweed and purslane burgeoning. #Poetry #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Literature #Fiction

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 9:29 PM

Strange
written by: Simon Drake
 

Strange
How relationships change
From can’t live without them
To refusing to utter their name

Strange
How quickly love becomes hate
From best friends forever
To not even mates

Strange
How #Fiction #Spillwords #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Literature

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 9:11 PM

Spotlight On Writers
Stephen Michael Berberich
 

Where do you originate from?



Several years ago, my wife and I took a long journey by train across the United States. On the return ride, we decided to each pick the most beautiful state #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Literature #Spillwords

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 7:26 PM

Holding Her Own written by: Hanna Biali - 12th Birthday come and gone, Vera mused wistfully whilst finishing her chores... #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Literature #Poetry #Fiction

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 5:27 PM

Magical Mystery Tour
a poem by: Charles Bukowski
 

I am in this low-slung sports car
painted a deep, rich yellow
driving under an Italian sun.
I have a British accent.
I'm wearing dark shades
an expensive silk shirt.
there's no #Poetry #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Literature

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 3:26 PM

Hard Copy written by: Verity Mason - The morning after their wedding, while her groom slept, Fiona’s fingers... #Spillwords #Literature #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Poetry

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 9:30 AM

Survive The Beast
written by: Cocopops
 

Stop it please, It's all too much
Burdens heavy, Shackles strong
Searching the sky, Air suffocating
I cannot breathe, My chest in pain

Mind becomes faint, Body weakening
Screaming out, #WritingCommunity #Literature #Poetry #Fiction #Spillwords

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 7:45 AM

Birthday Party
written by: Raymond Isakow
 

Like a flock of blind street pigeons,
The children milled around on the front lawn.
Unusually quiet and anxious, for a party,
But taking comfort in being in a group.
Edging nearer the #WritingCommunity #Literature #Poetry #Fiction #Spillwords

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 7:30 AM

Love in Vein
written by: Fiona Paterson
 

In my veins such love floods.
Intra-venous.
Yet, Venus, what serum injects so, shooting with such alacrity,
Pumping through the body?
Venous blood de-oxygenated at elevated rate runs towards #Spillwords #Fiction #Literature #WritingCommunity #Poetry

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 7:12 AM

River, Her Two Iterations, and the Animal Collective
or a Rupture in the Internal Garden
written by: Andrew Buckner
 

Throughout time, the blue-eyed woman with the “wild” blonde hair and the vine-like stature had many names. During the #Poetry #Spillwords #Fiction #WritingCommunity #Literature

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 6:20 AM

Too Young
written by: G.R.F.
 

Aren’t we too young?
Scars on our arms,
Tears in our eyes,
Aren’t we too young to self-harm?

We are too young to worry-
Our school gets bombed.
Our friends get killed.
When will it be enough? #Literature #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Spillwords

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 5:30 AM

Frequency, Vibration, Energy
written by: Edward Donnelly
 

A gold light cast on a ripple of fresh water,
leading me to you.
You reached for me from the darkness.
I found your finger,
energizing my tiny heart.
Our hearts beat in #Literature #Spillwords #Fiction #Poetry #WritingCommunity

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 5:20 AM

Hamlet in the Movies
written by: Angie Underwood
 

‘Action!’ just a word, I know,
but loaded as a gun.
‘To be, or not to be?’ I think,
‘Now that’s a tricky question!’
My trigger finger lingers…
then someone hollers ‘Shoot!’ #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Literature #Poetry

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 4:20 AM

BP Lotto
written by: Carl "Papa" Palmer
 
tank empty
$2 in wallet
$1 gas
$1 scratch ticket
fingers crossed #Literature #Fiction #Poetry #Spillwords #WritingCommunity

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 3:30 AM

The Vineyard
written by: Angela Huskisson
 

A single raisin rests.
Lost in summer heat.
While Enzo unravels his life
And all he has known on this Tuscan hillside.
His lifeblood seeping through ebb and flow.

The raisin, once round #Literature #WritingCommunity #Spillwords #Fiction #Poetry

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 26, 2026, 1:27 AM

Gardens Glorious
written by: Sandra Jewell
 

Rhododendron, Iris, Dianthus
Big blooms, tiny blooms
Buds ready to open
Spiderwort, roses
Rainbow of colors
Male and female Goldfinch
at the feeder
Cardinal and Mourning Dove
on the #Fiction #Literature #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Poetry

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 25, 2026, 11:30 PM

Valentine
a poem by: Elinor Wylie
 

Too high, too high to pluck
My heart shall swing.
A fruit no bee shall suck,
No wasp shall sting.

If on some night of cold
It falls to ground
In apple-leaves of gold
I’ll wrap it round. #Literature #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Fiction #Spillwords

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 25, 2026, 9:27 PM

Second Chances: Chapter Two written by: Jianan Z - Driving from the airport home takes about an hour. The car moves steadily... #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Spillwords #Poetry #Literature

@spillwordspress.bsky.socialSep 25, 2026, 7:28 PM

The Future Spectrum written by: Suzzi Harwood - “You smell fishy,” Joey says from the passenger seat. “What do you mean, I smell fishy?”... #Fiction #Poetry #Literature #Spillwords #WritingCommunity