What We’re Told Not To Talk About – Christine E. Ray

A stunning piece from Christine Ray

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what we are told black and white

My apologies for anyone who is stunned or dismayed by this piece.  I generally only share my most gentle writing on Go Dog Go, but life is not always gentle, is it?

we liked you better
when you were a girl
with your mouth muzzled shut
by strong adult hands
seen but not heard
on your scabbed bony knees
easily rendered

we liked you better
when you were young
held the shared secrets close
carried the blame
our blame
as if it were your own
eyes cast down
head hung in shame
feeling unclean

we liked you better
before something within you
started to wake
to stir
and you began clearing the debris
painstakingly from your throat
with bare hands, knuckles bloody
looking up from the floor
to meet our gaze
simmering with mute rage
challenging our authority
our integrity

we liked you better
before you…

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Poetry published in the America Emerging Poets Series New Jersey Edition by Z Publishing

I'm thrilled to see my poetry published in the America Best Emerging Poets Series -New Jersey by Z Publishing. The book not only features my poem but also opens with a quote from my poem. Thoughts, Reflections, and Streams of Consciousness What do you do with the wound that is healed? Do you count along … Continue reading Poetry published in the America Emerging Poets Series New Jersey Edition by Z Publishing

Poetry published in Visual Verse Vol 06 Chapter 10-“Pigs Fly”

So happy to have my poem featured in yet another monthly publication of this London/Berlin Based online anthology Visual Verse. This month visual prompt was a unique one and gave a lot of fodder for my creativity. Do check out my poem "Pgs fly" here. Please share your thoughts about this in the comment section … Continue reading Poetry published in Visual Verse Vol 06 Chapter 10-“Pigs Fly”

My Blog’s Second anniversary

We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our lives.” – Toni Morrison August 23 always seems to be a date for one of a personal milestone for me as it represents the anniversary of my blog. A day always so special in its own … Continue reading My Blog’s Second anniversary


“how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet” ― Robert Browning Hidden between the pages of my favorite book or lying as crushed petals between those folds scenting and filling up my senses will all the nostalgia all the days and nights there have been and many more Sleeping quietly as … Continue reading Nostalgia

Poetry published in the Dual Coast Magazine Issue no 7

So happy to be part of this gorgeous magazine with a retro look.So thankful to the EIC Glenn Lyvers for accepting and supporting my work. The magazine is brimming with poetry, fiction, arts and photography from a multitude of talented writers. Dual Cost Magazine is a showcase for excellent fiction, nonfiction, poetry, and so much more. … Continue reading Poetry published in the Dual Coast Magazine Issue no 7

My Death Is a Great Red Pen, Correcting-Kindra M. Austin

Read this brilliant poem from one of the talented authors I’m proud to call my friend – Kindra Austin.

Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen

What you want, I ain’t got; and


I have the sinking feeling that it’s happening


as night is falling down upon me. I submerge,


await my death.

My death eradicates mistakes I’ve made,

and saves.

My death is a great red pen, correcting

according to


on top of Fibromyalgia,

on top of Anxiety,

on top of Depression,

on top of Rx medication.


Two years dead,

and I’m still fucking seeking

mother’s affection.

I beat my breast,

claw my throat,

shake my insignificant


I cry confessionals ‘til Hell won’t have ‘em.


I have the sinking feeling that it’s happening


as night is falling down upon me. I submerge,


await another death.

Each one eradicates mistakes I’ve made,

and saves.

I am pain,

and all my deaths

are a great red pen, correcting—

according to the spiders spinning webs

within the folds…

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Self love

Megha's World


A warm and a tight hug 

can do wonders I have heard

It can lick and suck all your pain

for those who have eternally suffered

It’s that magic potion

that elixir

that have worked wonders 

in the present

and in the past

that secret ingredient 

which has turned the sourest 

of the situations 

into a loving welcome

a bright start.

A deep and welcoming smile 

can make you forget all your worries

it strips you off

your anger and pain

and the stubborn suffering 

you have been carrying

I have learned this all the lessons in the past

but forgot the 

most important of all

to start


by hugging my own heart.


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Poetry published in the “Heat”: Nightingale and Sparrow Press Issue III out on Amazon today

The sizzling heat in the summer has turned up a notch with the release of  Issue III of the " Heat" Magazine released by the Nightingale and Sparrow Press. I'm so excited to have work here in this alongside some of the best of the writing community. So thankful to the EIC Juliette Sebock for giving … Continue reading Poetry published in the “Heat”: Nightingale and Sparrow Press Issue III out on Amazon today

Feeble attempt

Megha's World

First published in Visual Verse Vol 5 Chapter 10

VV-Aug_Jon-Tyson.jpgYour mind,

a congruence of aberrant thoughts

a serendipitous convergence,

you try so fervently

to carve your own niche

your own identity

in this cesspool of clones

floating for eons

from here to nothing

Your face,

a stark reflection of the

blatant reality

where everyone is trying to be unique

like the blueprint

or the map carved out by the

swirls of their

thumbs pressed on paper

you believe yours is unique

Don’t you?

Your voice

trying to break the cacophony

in that tumultuous mind of yours

a silhouette of silence,

to serrate both ends of the darkness

to carve you

out of your banal lies

when you are stitched

from the same fabric

the same suit and tie

You still try.

Don’t you?


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Featured Post: The Yellow Wallpaper – Tamara Fricke

Whisper and the Roar

A butterfly trapped in your net,
again, unable to fathom such
a carefully laid cage, again,
still knowing, painfully and
again, that every wing beat
is a lifetime lost; stillness is
a guillotine again, because
your affection crawls slowly
through wallpaper, again
consuming tendons, blood,
and bone, again and I die
screaming in silence

Tamara Fricke is the 2010 co-winner of the Gertrude Claytor Award of the Academy of American Poets and is previously published by The Lyon Review, Meat for Tea, Attack Bear Press Poetry Vending Machine, Whisper and the Roar, We Will Not Be Silenced, and has been included in a number of compilations.  Her poetry chapbook Our Requiem was released in 2014.  She lives in Springfield, MA, with an ungrateful cat, where she writes grants professionally.

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Poetry published in Fevers of Mind Poetry Digest- Available on Amazon/Kindle

So thrilled to be part of the  Fevers of the Mind Poetry Digest 2 curated by David O Lan. I'm so excited to be a great company of writers. Some themes for Issue 2 include: In Memorium of a lost loved one or friend. Anxiety as always. Mental Health as always. Poetry inspired by songs of … Continue reading Poetry published in Fevers of Mind Poetry Digest- Available on Amazon/Kindle

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, August 13, 2019

Here is my response to this challenge
what’s yours?? Come share with 4000 followers.

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Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.

The prompts are designed to be quick challengesthat can be written in 10 to 15minutes, inspire you creatively, are fun, and get everyone interacting. Please post your response to the prompt in the comments below and show your fellow posters some love and support. All members of the Go Dog Go community, including Baristas, are welcome to participate. Feel free to share this post on yourown blogs and/or Facebook.

Today’s prompt: Use the words “endless” and “shadows” in a piece of writing

Happy writing!

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Second Chance – Megha Sood

My words featured on Free Verse Revolution for the monthly theme ” Chance”.


First Published in the Foliate Oak Literary Magazine

I’m etched in your memory

somewhere neatly rooted

in the crevices of your mind,

people celebrate the lost and forgotten


like a rusted bicycle in the ransacked city

down the back alley,

decorated with the bunch of magnolias

pristine and pure,

deserted still.


you walk down this road of melancholy

sadness neatly perched in your heart

pain is the deep stench,

carried by this stale air

heavy with the remembrance.


the pain of getting triggered

deeply rooted in the ashen eyes of

that fearful sparrow

frantically kicking out the

eggs out the nest

to keep that slithering fear

away from its nest.


your mind always waits

for the second chance

a sunflower waiting for its due

an old dilapidated temple,

waiting to be discovered

a hand to wipe off that dust.

Megha is a contributing author at GoDogGO…

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