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Book Review: "The Things We Keep" by Sally Hepworth
“When you get to my age,' he says, his face softening, 'you don't waste time with regrets. In the end, you just remember the moments of joy. When all is said and done, those are the things we keep.” - The Things We Keep by Sally Hepworth
By Annie Kapur5 months ago in Geeks
Echo of a Nightmare
Gabrielle found herself in a dimly lit hallway, where the floorboards screeched underneath her feet and the people in the pictures that hung on the wall glared at her maliciously. She had a vague recollection of why she was here and how she got here, but her end goal was fuzzy to her. Gabrielle gulped as she kept on walking down the hallway, towards an end she could not see. The lights above her flickered dangerously as she hunched towards herself in an attempt to make herself smaller.
By Rebecca Patton5 months ago in Fiction
Returning
He had decided today would be the last day of summer, in every sense. Literally, as July twenty-nineth was as good as any other day to declare the season over, but also figuratively summer was over for his life, being sixty, his birthday only two months before, if he calculated the calendar correctly twenty years ago. Life comes in seasons, he’s heard, and fate is insistent that autumn should arrive; a season of change, of harvesting, of preparation, of accepting the winter soon to come.
By Conor Matthews5 months ago in Fiction
Feeling Pain? Here's a Hardy Hibiscus Hug
Good morning and welcome to the August 18 edition of my Monday Morning Huddle! Today, it's all about the Hibiscus flower and its lending a hand energy in alleviating pain. Whether physically or emotionally, if you are suffering from pain of any sort, then this post might help a little- at least, that is my hope.
By Marilyn Glover5 months ago in Longevity
SWS: Instructions for Disappearing Challenge Winners
For Instructions for Disappearing, we asked for poems written like guides to vanishing. Not recipes or roadmaps, but rituals, whispers, and warnings. You gave us disappearances that were bodily and brutal, quiet and dreamlike, haunting and necessary. Some slipped away gently, others tore themselves out line by line.
By Vocal Curation Team5 months ago in Resources
Pharaoh’s Vizier
“Look at him, would you? He’s sure got it made! Everything served up on a golden platter…” Judah’s gaze followed the direction of the dusty arm next to him. Impressive! Their focus centred on a man exuding power, position, prestige. Clean shaven, chiselled featured, clad in court dress of the finest pristine linen. Pharaoh’s distinctive signet ring winked on the hand gripping an exquisitely ornate silver goblet. A heavy gold chain hung from his neck. ‘Absolute Power’ personified!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶5 months ago in Fiction
Good Boy. Content Warning.
I live in a rural part of eastern Kansas. It’s your typical Midwestern small town: there’s a church on every block but the nearest hospital is twenty miles out. It’s the quiet, bucolic little corner of the world that I call home. It can get boring sometimes, yes, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.
By Emily Albers5 months ago in Horror
In the Dybbuk’s Pocket
I first met Uncle Henry at my aunt's seder, I guess, well, back in the late 1980s. He wasn't really an uncle -- at least, not mine -- but he looked like an uncle, and I was a kid, and that's what my aunt and my parents and everyone else called him.
By Paul Levinson5 months ago in Fiction
