Rubbing Alcohol
written by: Chris Callard
 

Rubbing alcohol, the odor recalled
from Dr. Cleveland’s office when I was a kid.
Later, in high school, I was stressed about maybe not graduating,
having skipped lots of gym classes, #Literature #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Poetry #Spillwords

Rolex Watch
written by: Arina Egorova
 

Mr Johnson was a gambler, addicted to all the stuff you can find in casinos. But before, he had ruled a big company, one of the biggest in New York. Mr Johnson tried his best to be a good father #WritingCommunity #Literature #Poetry #Fiction #Spillwords

Crossroads
written by: Joseph Amendolare
 

Bean-pole rusted streetlamps
Shards of multi-colored glass, potholes.
A bus shelter;
thin plexiglass enclosure
barely enough to keep out the wind and rain.
In a train station, a Greyhound #Poetry #Fiction #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Literature

Spotlight On Writers
Jim Wilson-Storey
 

Where do you originate from?



I was born and raised in Maltby, Yorkshire, England, a former coal-mining village. At fifteen, I left school without the education or maturity to take #Fiction #Spillwords #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Literature

Flowers in a Hurry
written by: Hanna Tetens
 
Seed to stem
Bloom to wilt
Pollen nectar scent
Color shape longevity
Travels
On the wind
In birds
On beasts
To see the world
To seed again #Poetry #Literature #WritingCommunity #Fiction #Spillwords

Fire written by: Emee Ring - I smelled smoke before I saw the flames licking the faded green wallpaper... #Poetry #WritingCommunity #Spillwords #Literature #Fiction

Unchained Grace
written by: Sapto Mitra
 

Like a little doll, women would stay,
Smiling and obeying every single day.
From the sun rising to the moon disappearing,
Women's lives had always been depressing.
In the early centuries, #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Literature #Spillwords #Fiction

Second-hand Bookshop
written by: Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
 

Below the craters of a sullen city
I burrow lightly, cautiously, hands on
Guardrails, one foot after the other,
Into the underpart of the earth,
Through a spiralling, #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Literature #Spillwords #Fiction

After-Thought
a poem by: William Wordsworth
 

I thought of Thee, my partner and my guide,
As being past away.—Vain sympathies!
For, backward, Duddon! as I cast my eyes,
I see what was, and is, and will abide;
Still glides the #Poetry #Spillwords #Fiction #WritingCommunity #Literature

Lines on Her Face
written by: Kendal Kraft
 

Lines on her hands, lines on her face, but all I see is her beautiful grace. She earned those lines with each trial and tribulation she's endured through her life. It's a sign of strength and #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Literature #Poetry #Fiction

67 on the List written by: Suman Mondal - One afternoon, I booked a cab in Kolkata. It was Wednesday, or perhaps Saturday... #Poetry #Fiction #WritingCommunity #Literature #Spillwords

Man Made
written by: Deryn Graham
 

“But madam, I’m afraid the terms and conditions of the sales contract clearly stipulate No refunds, so I’m afraid the best I can do is return the item to the manufacturer, have them look at it, and #Spillwords #Fiction #Literature #Poetry #WritingCommunity

Wednesday’s Fall to Thursday Mourn
written by: Johnch
 

I watched the yellow leaf
Twist and twirl in the breeze
Until it could hold no more
Took its leave from the tree
To dance and pirouette endlessly

I could hear no tune, no #Spillwords #Literature #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Fiction

AI Counterfeits the Moon
written by: Charlie Bottle
 

The one percent would counterfeit the moon,
if they could, and sell it by the yard,
“Buy it for the atmosphere, you should!
The quiet ambience, the solitude,
the barren silence #Literature #Poetry #Fiction #Spillwords #WritingCommunity

Dust Bowl
written by: Mack Twine
 

On a lazy day today, I didn't have the energy or incentive to force myself to any form of strain; I did what needed to be done, some things regrettable and others unnecessary; being hungover is the #Fiction #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Spillwords #Literature

Inconvenient Prophecy written by: Margaret Camille Berliant - I am the first-born daughter, of a first-born daughter, of a first-born daughter... #Literature #Poetry #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Fiction

Generations
written by: Dean Robbins
 

Old man on the beach,
Assateague, Virginia,
tells me why there are no
mosquitos on the beach.

"They spray with a bi-plane.
Flew one years ago...
not around here, though."
Looks away. "No #Spillwords #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Fiction #Literature

The Weary Soul
written by: Shae T
 

After a long hike
Sit besides a waterfall
Hear the roar of the water
As it gushes down the rocks
Let the sight and sound
Ease the tension and
Clear the mind
The misty cold spray and
Toes #Fiction #Literature #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Spillwords

Gambling the New Beginning
written by: George Gad Economou
 

New Year’s Day, minutes past midnight. alone
in his room, the young man drank some cheap champagne,
tasting like bubble water with a weak punch, then chased
it with a pull #Fiction #Spillwords #Poetry #Literature #WritingCommunity

Heavenly Sin written by: Patricia Pease - A gray haze of cigarette smoke blanketed the inside of “Heavenly Sin” nightclub... #WritingCommunity #Poetry #Literature #Fiction #Spillwords