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Academy of the Heart and Mind
Academy of the Heart and Mind is a world of emerging writers and artists. Our focus is to instill and inspire young artists using a variety of mediums. We have our main website at https://academyoftheheartandmind.wordpress.com
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The Landing Day
By J. P. Rizo
Richard Cadmen, professor of Holistoric Reconstruction, Third Year, guided his class through the sandy trail leading to the beach. Now and then he had to stop, annoyed, to reprehend the lingerers who were picking little shell pieces.
“Focus, gentlemen. We are not on a beach day with grandma. Henry, where the hell are your shoes? By God! This is not a holiday! Mind the hats, would…
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Writers Block
By Pat Spencer
As a life-long author of both fiction and nonfiction, I would never admit to suffering from writer’s block. But it’s fair to say I’m stymied. It’s not that my words are cumbersome or clumsy, falling short of what my story deserves. It is that I simply have no words. I sit so long before my laptop, staring at the blinking, but otherwise paralyzed cursor, that my eyes feel as if…
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To My Hero and Other Poems
By Roselainie Panginuma Saidamin
To My Hero
To the woman who is worthy of my respect,
You are the color of the garden of my paradise.
A mother of five with a soft-enduring heart,
Your love is wary and so is your sacrifice.
To the woman who gives comfort and solace,
You are the luminous light of my constellation.
Your smile is warm and is my safe place,
Oh! To have you guide me is unparalleled…
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Animated and Other Poems
By Susan Shea
Animated
Every week, at the library
you filled shopping bags high
with children's picture story books
for me to drive home for you
so we could go innocently
grow up together
in full color, away from the
cemented melancholy
I crawled through
away from the parent-centered
place where I wasn't seen
or heard too much
you gave me a second chance
to be what children see
your life
let…
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Cold Dark Ironies
By Brenda Mox
He was born with something
at odds inside
a knot of vague darkness
where he hides,
cleared eyed as a wolf
on the hunt.
Brow dark and disturbed,
a thunder headed runt
with a raw reedy voice
of outraged revenge
which he spews forth from
greyhound limbs.
Sharp as a chip of flint,
his hard heart strikes
with pulsing glints
of hot white light
reflecting cold dark ironies
from the…
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I Remember You
By Gretchen Keefer
Officer Hayes watched the young man as Officer Krall relayed the news. He was just a kid, really, this boy who had so confidently invited the officers in out of the August heat and admitted there was no one else at home. Hayes saw disbelief, comprehension and grief cross the youth’s face in rapid succession. Krall had carefully ascertained that Elizbeth Burke, as the driver’s…
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Reflection
By Adam Ostaszewski
The gentle hum of turbines lulled the passengers of the CW-48 space lift to sleep. One of them, Robert Smart, struggled with fatigue. He spent the first part of the journey to the Finesia space station studying the report prepared by the investigators. Torn from his comfortable bed at half past five, he drove straight to Europol headquarters in The Hague, where his immediate…
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The Last Day I Saw Mother
By Chinelo Synclaire
The journey home felt insufferably long. I sat by the window inside the bus examining the landscape and the buildings, trying hard to suppress my anger each time the driver stopped to pick a new passenger. My school bag sat huddled between my legs and inside it was the A4 paper that summarized my semester’s results. I had not slept the previous night due to my excitement.…
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Why Do I Always Have to be on Time? My Obsession with Punctuality
By Phyllis Bordo
My stomach does somersaults, and my palms become sweaty. My heart rockets in my chest and my cheeks go cherry red. It’s crazy; I get anxious even if I think I’ll be only a few minutes late. I don’t know why I have this obsession with being punctual.
If I have a doctor’s appointment, I sit down with my dear friend, the Waze app on my i- phone. I check out the route and plan…
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Table Talk
By Ed Walsh
It was after his wife was killed that my father’s brother visited us. I was thirteen at the time and from what I understood she was driving their car when she came off a straight stretch of road out in the sticks and hit a telegraph pole. There was nobody else in the car and no witnesses, no explanation for what happened beyond her just losing control of the thing. As an incidental,…
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Platonic Love and Other Poems
By Jess Whetsel
Platonic Love
Previously published in The Amazine
There is a room in my heart
that only you can enter. You forged
a key from curiosity and devotion, tied it
‘round your neck with fishing line, but still
you knock first, let me open the door.
I welcome you in with a checkerboard grin.
Once inside, time rewinds,
smooths the lines on your face.
Adulthood is a heavy wool coat
you…
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Dead Poets Society: An Epilogue Interpretation
By Andrew Nickerson
Following the termination of John Keating, his alma mater continued to be rocked by the scandalous death of Neil Perry, as well as the rampant accusations of his dad. It took the better part of a year for the anguish to cool, but there was no question the lives of those involved in the 1959 school term were changed forever. This is an account of what happened to the biggest…
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Land upon a star and Other Poems
By Dennis Williams
Land upon a star
You work,
I sweat,
and they collect the payment on the next fourth night.
Many gather, few are compensated and the needs of the majority are never met.
While the chief unscrupulous frolic in splendor with his chosen few.
So it set
the space cannot accommodate
the cry of the many
life was planned to be this way.
The crack was designed to allow only a few free…
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For My Mother and Other Poems
By Angela Kosta
Translated by the Indian poet Dilip Mewada
For My Mother…
I have written several lines and endless verses with my tears, pain of love for her.
Where are you, my mother?
I wish to kiss your eyes with goodness once again!
I want to caress your warm hands just the way you used to do.
I want to feel the wrinkles of your untimely old age with my fingers,
I don’t want to see you in…
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Blood
By John Sierpinski
The beginning of an end
Before I gave blood,
the phlebotomist said,
Your last name is misspelled
on your driver’s license.
Then at the dreaded DMV,
passport in hand, a picture
that doesn’t even look
like now, anymore.
The clerk telling me to
wait while she checks
with her supervisor. I watch
a security guard with his
gun in its holster
ready for what?
Back home in my…
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A Cog in the Machine and Other Poems
By Claudia Wysocky
A Cog in the Machine
I am just a robot,
A dull, lifeless piece of machinery,
Programmed to follow simple algorithm.
Life is not meant for me,
I am merely a cog in the machine,
Running on repeat and shutting down,
—When the program ends—
But I am more than their calibrations,
I am my own being,
Including the spark of life,
The desire for touch,
And the rush of emotions.
They…
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Glass
By Olumide Holloway (King Olulu)
It’s Glass
Can't see it
But can feel it
The limits
The restrictions
And the rejections.
Can't stop now
Too late to turn back
Too far gone
And don't want a life of regrets.
It’s Glass
It talks and writes
Sometimes it says NO
Most times it is...silent
But the silence hurts more
Makes me Brain fuzzy
And Heart broken
But still I rise
Can't stop now
Got a life to…
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