star or rain.

Mistress, bone-lacedaround my fingersmerciless as the moon-hungwith cigarette burns and stars;what I’d giveto billow smoketwirling lips throughthe telephone, a bloodbath in star or rainwinter was farand died,lady-footed with bone © 2021 lucysworks.com All Rights Reserved.

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“Fear and Loathing in Reno” by Tyler Wettig.

Our morning view: the burnt and bright andhaze of last night’s burning sage. No time towaft, so nibble the remnants of the fastfood and get in the truck: we’re heading East.We doze through Utah sulfur, wax Fitzgeraldthrough Lovelock: Now there is a woman!But we’re closer to Gethsemane thanthe Riviera: stuck on the tracks inWyoming, axel […]

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Dead in a Minute: COVID-19 MasterClass (Review).

Dead in a 1:00 is an emerging show hosted on Instagram that features horror shorts. These horror shorts revolve around the final few moments, or quite literally, the last minute of someone’s life. Don’t let this make you think that it is pure horror—you would be quite mistaken. Trigger warning: This episode contains dark humor […]

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“Inspire me Coffee, Please?” by Don Matthews.

I’m sitting in my cafeWanting some inspireStaring at me coffeeWaiting brain to fire Hello? I feel ignition?Neurons taking offTelling me to write aboutMy cappuccino froth What a load of twaddle… Sorry readers… I am an Australian writer. In ‘Flippant, Comic, and Serious’, I focus on humour, offbeat poetry, and exploring things different.

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“When I Die” by Nick Pipitone.

When I die, I want to go softlyfree from the miseriesof my body breaking downorgans sickened, cutting off lifeas I suffocate, drift away When I die, I want to wakein a safer worldaway from earth’s torments& adverse emotionsgurus say we must bear When I die, I want to see Jesus’ facewash his feet, though he’d […]

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“Poet Don talks to the Class about God” by Don Matthews.

Poet Don runs the FCS Childrens Education Unit He is devoted to giving the children a good grounding for their journey in life The kiddies all love him Our God first made the heavens Then earth did follow on The rest was made in China Like seats we now sit on Oooh… Poet Don can […]

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“Sex, Alcohol and Sugar” by Don Matthews.

I seem to spend my lifeIn giving up on thingsThings I like, look forward toRing-a-ding-a-ding I’m told such things are bad for meThat I should wave goodbyeTo smoking, sugar, alcoholGive up, lie back, and sigh Funny? But there’s just one thingI don’t give up (one thing)That’s sex, it just gives up on meRing-a-ding-a-ding Visit ‘Flippant, […]

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“Humour Don’t Sell Papers” by Don Matthews.

I’ve just read today’s paper It’s full of doom and gloom Murders, killing, destruction, death Children being groomed Headlines blare out constantly SEX FIEND IS EXPOSED There’s so much negativity (The paper I have closed) Why can’t I read, enjoy myself With lots of humour, rife? Instead of being subjected to This gutter side of […]

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“KFC’s New Artificial Nuggets. Yum” by Don Matthews.

Just eaten with my mummy (And with my daddy too) KFC’s new artificial Nuggets (spices too) Asked mummy if this artificial Meat was free-range grown? As well as all the herbs and spices Green and yellow brown (She said she’d ask Colonel Sanders…) I am a little worried Will come to Hungry Jacks Artificial meat […]

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“Poet Don Puts a Question to his Little Flock” by Don Matthews.

What do you think is the difference between (Your minds you will need to unblock) A jeweler, and also a jailer? Think hard my dear lovely little flock (mumble….mumble….think….think….) We don’t know Poet Don…. One watches cells and the other sells watches…. (blank looks all round….) (What am I doing wrong?….) Poet Don has a […]

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Novel Collaboration (“Identify”): Chapter 1.

It’s not a comfortable silence; a tableau of images coursed through him like a dark wash of blood and glassy eyes gating towards him. He didn’t understand the complexity of what he saw, and shaking, he started to shiver on the floor, feeling mounted towards the absolute of death.

She crouched down with him, surveying his eyes. He felt he was bleeding out, and before he could get a word in, she gently put the cigarette on his lips, told him to puff. He coughed. His legs swayed, his ribs jammed and compacted. Most of all, he felt trapped in a faint chill that squeezed his eyes open and closed.

“Take the cig, Tom, and give it a kiss for me.”

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“Unskew” by Don Matthews.

I drink my cappuccino Write poems in a caff And as Americans might say My lines can give a laugh Now thankfully America Has come to my rescue Without their helpful accent My lines would sound unskew. To check out more of Don Matthews’s work, go here.

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“Book-Covers” by The Magpie Fancier.

Marion steadily drummed her fingers on the metal desktop. It was a trick that she had picked up many years ago, something that kept her grounded and relaxed in tense situations. Marion had always found rhythms and patterns to be calming. Of course, some people around her found it a little annoying.  It certainly seemed […]

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“Nina” by Just Another Writer.

The doctors never diagnosed or treated the problem, crocodile they used to call her in school – not original, but it hurt. Her skin was scaly, like a crocodile, so maybe not original, but accurate. Children are magicians – finding their peers worst fears – preying on them, mercilessly. Through years of comments, sneers, good […]

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Worst Sentence Challenge & New Collaboration Project. (Closed)

Hello everyone. Remember that poll? 🦗 …With the collaboration and challenge topics? 🦗 Well then. This is awkward. To recall, we had a poll to vote on for the next collaboration or challenge project. The topic that polled the highest was the worst sentence challenge. What else was interesting were the topics that tied in […]

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“Turkey Logic” by Don Matthews.

Iceland is named cos it’s got lots of ice India from Indian ink But Turkey’s got no turkeys strutting around Seems logic’s gone glug down the sink gobble.. gobble.. glug.. glug.. To check out more of Don Matthews’s work, go here.

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“Spooks and the Blue Ink” by Snehal Suhane.

Spooks, the ghost, was swaying in his spot, Spooks, the ghost, saw a great ink pot! Silly little Spooks wanted something to drink, Silly little Spooks gulped down the whole blue ink! And many still don’t believe it to be true, But poor little Spooks turned all blue! And do you expect Spooks to sit […]

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“Poet Don Reporting” by Don Matthews.

Poet Don reporting From the weath bureau Rain is falling up today Thought you’d like to know Thanks. Good to know…. You’re welcome…. Poet Don is from the illustrious Poets Society We are honoured to have him here with us today To check out more of Don Matthews’s work, go here.

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Leo’s Gambit, and Nexus of Writers Relaunch

Hey, folks! I recently relaunched my blog “The Nexus of Writers” so that it was on WordPress! If you want to check it out, here’s the link. And the main part of the post, part of a Star Wars fan-fiction short story I’m writing: ~ Leo woke without moving, without even his breathing changing. He […]

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Horror House Flash Fiction Contest #3 Winner.

Last week’s prompt for Horror House Wednesday (HHW) was the following painting: All the entries received were excellent to read, each one detailing their own individual spin of loss, discovery, dark humor and tad bits of horror. Don’t believe me? You can read them in the separate post designated for all other entries received for […]

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