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FPS: Harvest of Memory Challenge Winners
It's that time again, welcome back to the Fall Poetry Series! What do we carry, and what carries us? The Harvest of Memory challenge invited poets to gather what they couldn’t bear to lose, a moment, a person, a feeling, and hold it in language. The submissions were full of quiet power: some aching, some joyful, many both at once.
By Vocal Curation Teamabout a month ago in Resources
Want to Space Your Poetry?
Before I begin, this is not my tip. I credit Andrei Z. with telling me about it over two years ago in a comment somewhere. Thank you, my friend. You’ve saved many a poem. ;D (Psst, go read his stuff. He's got some beautiful poetry to lose yourself in.)
By Mackenzie Davis2 months ago in Writers
Her Last Room. Runner-Up in The Forgotten Room Challenge.
I stand face-to-frontal with this latched door. Somehow, its hold over me is more than the sum of my cerebral parts. The door senses my hesitancy to move beyond it, to cross a threshold, to clasp its cold handle as a first steppingstone. They say the maiden stage of grief is the hardest part.
By Edward Swaffordabout a month ago in Fiction
92 First Avenue
I walked slowly to the house that I had grown up in, and I noticed how it had changed in appearance from my childhood. I eyed the three concrete steps that connected to the sidewalk, that went up across the yard to the front porch. I hesitated, I don’t even know why, but it was an end of an era I suppose.
By Susan Paytonabout a month ago in Fiction
~ Shallow ~
~ Spaghetti Straps & Curly-Perm ~ By Luck, we met at the .25 Cent car wash — probably not a quarter anymore? It is such a vivid memory. I was on my knees with a white plastic-tip Tiparillo cigar between my teeth (cool at the time) and no shirt while polishing my 'Chrome' wheels. I looked up to see this totally lovely woman with the Hottest looking Fluffy-Perm - wearing a 'Spaghetti-Strap' Sundress, that was quite transparent, I just couldn't stop staring! Let the Sunshine-In..!
By Jay Kantor2 months ago in Humor
Lani’s Acorn
When I was young and Christmas rolled around I would watch “It’s a wonderful Life”. They would pretty much give it in every channel and I would end up seeing it multiple times. It’s a great movie with a heartwarming message of our own value. Or at least the value we have and don’t even know.
By WrittenWritRalf2 months ago in Humans
A Christmas Glitch
The twins were dead. Our hero knew it, and you may imagine that a little something in him unclenched when he saw the news on his screen. Now, at last, he was truly free of them, and the knowledge was like a sigh. Were he a balloon animal, one segment of his torso (or his neck, or one intestinal-esque limb) would have gently unscrewed itself. His heart and lungs lost a little creak that he didn't even know he'd been carrying.
By L.C. Schäfer2 months ago in Fiction
A Call for Help. Content Warning.
"I want to kill myself." The tremble in the voice showed the emergency of the emotion, but was too subtle for most to notice. The man was stressed and had trouble showing his emotions in a typical way - as if there is such a concept as typical or normal.
By The Schizophrenic Mom2 months ago in Chapters
