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Fish rotted in the rafters above the dead fireplace. The wind rustled the raffia mat serving as blinds, revealing the moon and concealing it again. The flickering moonlight caught the rat sneaking passed

Image by micapapillon95 from Pixabay It was just like how grandmaman described Hell as she read me the Bible during my younger years—Fires everywhere that I looked and yet I was frozen cold by fear as

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Image by 8926 from Pixabay Part 1: Whatever Kind of Flower You Think It Is, Don't Forget It Jean-Luc Dubois, having been born in the bayous of Louisiana and into its Black French population, had missed

I wish I found someone that knew me and my feelings

Do you think that it's easy to be a single parent? Trust me. It's not easy to be in that position especially when you are still training your children in their younger age. Kids are blessing from God and

Image source When I finished writing my first poem about her, I wrote my eighth. I didn't write the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth, or the sixth. I have postponed writing my seventh as the letters

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The book and its reader. Long ago, there was a mysterious book, which was said to be difficult to read. It was thought to possess great secrets and this of course caught the attention of some readers who

unsplash Years passed, I witnessed how people were so happy celebrating the Christmas season. I don't understand why they showed so much joy. For me, Christmas is just like a normal day. I will share blessings

Source: Pixabay High is the Lord “Hell is empty and all the devils are here.” - William Shakespeare “The Tempest” She woke up suddenly gasping for air. Sweating cold and breathing with difficulty, Aurora

Image by Eric Brehm Transcendental Axe Morning quietness stopped. Hopeless forest trembled once more when its enemy arrived early. Every step of the man on the dead leaves floor caused horror all around.

"I'm a drunk", the clergyman said, then intermitting for a while, "I know it's weird for a clergyman to say, but I no longer want to live with this secret eating me up gradually". The

and his wooden horse      The night of the kings was coming and Nachito, a 7 year old boy who lived in Venezuela, specifically in the city of Carúpano, State of Sucre, was once again feeling that discomfort

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Samantha       It was a warm spring day in April 2016 and Samantha, whom everyone called "La loca", used to sit every day at 4:00 pm on a bench in front of the Güaiqueri park,

SOURCE The Trunk That afternoon the entire town of Cervantes was very upset, its few inhabitants could not believe what would happen the next morning, the rumor spread that Maggie Petrov the famous ballet

Reborn from the shadows On a dark and cold night, Lucrecia was in pain from so much abuse she had on her, her body was shattered by the years and the diseases that took hold of it, her wrinkled skin reflected

Source Araya Araya, a town in eastern Venezuela, is located in a xerophilous area, with very little vegetation, only cacti and a plant called "yaque", with very few leaves and many thorns, this