Sic Transit written by: Ian Fletcher   He was the doyen of the faculty, its brilliant professor with his dazzling wit and those soirées in which the wine flowed and his affairs began. Then everything changed when he was diagnosed with a terminal disease. “Five years at most,” his doctors said. He decided to rage against the dying of the light, spending his days and nights composing a volume of belles-lettres that would guarantee a kind of immortality. He finished […] The post Sic Transit appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

Circles Everywhere written by: Michael Ball @whirred   Circles abound on this solar eclipse, Our moon is a gray then a black circle Our is sun a searing, colorless one. Plump birds the shape and size of ping-pong balls, those black capped chickadees sit in bushes. They insistently call fee bee and dee dee The Science Guy orders us all to drive 100 miles into totality for that life-changing four minutes. Trust him. On cue, our round birds — with […] The post Circles Everywhere appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

Touchable Tibetan Sky written by: Farzaneh Haratyan   My first moments in Tibet, In the enigmatic altitude of Earth, Everest in Himalaya Where the sky bends, To kiss the Earth on her face. Where dialogues of silence, Indulge those who witness. I can touch and caress the sky. Tears refuse to cease rolling. For every cell of the soul, There is a tall drop of tears. In line, in a rush to be released, They have been stored for centuries. […] The post Touchable Tibetan Sky appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

A Yellow Story written by: Ger White   Yellow oilskins swirl by me in the city as I casually sip my coffee. Coffee no longer matters. I am transported to that other time and place and to the magic of the Man – my Uncle Dan. Of all the sounds… this is the most comforting sound. 1973 in Ireland. Easter weekend. We were working in the bog cutting turf for the Winter Fire. Easter weekend was chosen as this was […] The post A Yellow Story appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

A Constant Rearrangement written by: Tea Solon   i mind the piece of me that awkwardly bumps into other pieces of me that make turns and pivots quietly longing to find the precise fit the right exhale an inner feng shui The post A Constant Rearrangement appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

The Dance written by: Maria Evelyn Quilla Soleta   You were mesmerizing On the dancefloor. While, I, a wallflower, Sat by myself And asked, “Why could not I Dance?” I pictured ourselves In later years, Bent and old. In remorse I asked why I have not really learned When I had the chance. Faint music plays From the distance. On my shoulder lays your arm, While your waist has my hand. “Oh, Sweetheart, Is it too late yet? Please, teach […] The post The Dance appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

Interview Q&A with Dawn Pisturino   We offer our first and exclusive Q&A Interview with Dawn Pisturino, a writer whose literary works have been featured on our Spillwords pages as well as being Author of the Month of March 2024.   What does it mean to be selected as Author of The Month? The last year has been a tough one for me emotionally. I used my writing as an outlet. Achieving Author of the Month status on Spillwords Press […] The post Interview Q&A With Dawn Pisturino appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

Think About It written by: Doug Bartlett   Johnny was frightened as he rode through the screaming protesters with his dad. “Dad, what is that all about?” “These people believe the Jews are illegally occupying Israel.” “What do you think, Dad?” “I know many of these people personally and like us, they celebrate Christmas.” “What’s that got to do with anything?” “By celebrating Christmas they are acknowledging a Jewish man was born in Israel over two thousand years ago, yet […] The post Think About It appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

Burst written by: Linda Joyce Cooper   Am I the one who claims the night With my sparkling crown of starlight With wonderous thought Of a perfect home I reach inside my mind Deep down I go And find the dawn of a new beginning … Burst … it’s into the sky It shows its wonderous magical light Far off it glows And close it comes It fills my mind A treasure Urging me to find The mysteries of my […] The post Burst appeared first on Spillwords ..read more

Commodity written by: Mahbuba Shama   I am a commodity When my parents cannot feed me I am given a spouse Education stopped Playing stopped At 13, I am a child virgin bride The dowry is heavy as I am raw untouched He will feed me I am not allowed to do outdoor work Child, husband, and cooking are my If I cannot produce a child, I will be divorced If I object to his physique, I am raped If […] The post Commodity appeared first on Spillwords ..read more