Tag: Am Writing

  • Microdosing Fiction (a Story in 100 Words) – Willow

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    EM Morgan

    On a weekday morning, thirty-five years ago, Willow Ellison took her daughter to a park in Laguna Beach. She left her sitting there on the bench. She hid out of sight until a Good Samaritan decided to call the police. When the OC Sheriff picked up Arden in his arms,…

  • Gigging for Flounder

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    EM Morgan

    I used to watch  The lights on the river In the dark of night. From my bed, I’d watch them  Float through the air. So far from  Town, the bodies that carried Those lights were mostly hidden in the  Darkest blue of night. The  Disembodied lights swayed Through the muddy,…

  • Where the Light Enters

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    EM Morgan

    “The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” — Rumi I wrote a line once, “All I breed is death.”Born of loss. Born of the one thing I wanted more than anything, slipping through my fingers. I wrote a few lines once, “I was the fire, burning through…

  • All of Me – A Poem by Shannon O’Connor

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    EM Morgan

    I’m writing a poem. It’s called “An Ode to His Hands.” I started “writing” it via voice notes, last night. But I’m visiting my mom and after being busy all day, my brain is fried. My night has consisted of wine, PBS shows, and lounging. While scrolling on Pinterest, I…

  • Maybe it’s a Miracle. Maybe it’s Maybelline.

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    EM Morgan

    Maybe it’s my new haircut. Maybe it’s buying prepared food from Clean Eatz and Wegman’s (so I don’t have to cook after work). Maybe it’s my Muse. Maybe it’s my new bras. Or possibly my playlist. Maybe it’s the limerence. Or maybe it’s that I don’t live in a suburban…