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The Corset

Melanie Barrow·June 3, 2023

The Corset written by: Melanie Barrow Gathering up the long silk laces to bind my poor mistress,...

English Literature

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The Centre of My Universe

Jane Bradshaw·June 3, 2023

The Centre of My Universe written by: Jane Bradshaw One dream, one wish, an eternity of shooting...

Poetry English

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Tribute To An Unknown Soldier

Yemi Alabi·June 3, 2023

Tribute To An Unknown Soldier written by: Yemi Alabi This kiss could be the last This hug...

English Poetry

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Inebriate of Air

Veronika Zora·June 3, 2023

Inebriate of Air written by: Veronika Zora a liquor never brewed from tankards of scooped pearl inebriate...

Poetry English

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When You Find Your Center

Kate Leo·June 2, 2023

When You Find Your Center written by: Kate Leo My heart threatened to pound out of my...

Literature English

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Our December

Vasiliki Petroudi·June 2, 2023

Our December written by: Vasiliki Petroudi @VPetroudi It was that snowy white day Our bodies shivering in...

English Poetry

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Hourglass

Brad Osborne·June 2, 2023

Hourglass written by: Brad Osborne The hourglass of life filled with granular moments The good indiscernible from...

English Poetry

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Emotional Tapestry

Aniedi Ita Bassey·June 2, 2023

Emotional Tapestry written by: Aniedi Ita Bassey @aniedibassey50 In the depths of my soul, emotions dance like...

Poetry English

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Lines To Nowhere

Ivor Steven·June 2, 2023

Lines To Nowhere written by: Ivor Steven @ivors20 As my drapes fell open I saw a setting...

English Poetry

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The End of The Dark Tunnel

Abu Siddik·June 2, 2023

The End of The Dark Tunnel written by: Abu Siddik @ASBENM3 The day broke A child asked...

Poetry English

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The Adventure Starts Here

Jennifer Christiansen·June 1, 2023

The Adventure Starts Here written by: Jennifer Christiansen @JChristiansen13 “The only way to live, to really live,...

English Literature Featured Post

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The Race

Nina Taylor·June 1, 2023

The Race written by: Nina Taylor The sun it was shining. A beautiful day. The old lady...

English Poetry

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Suffer the Little Children to Come Unto Me

Julia Townson·June 1, 2023

Suffer the Little Children to Come Unto Me written by: Julia Townson Somewhere a child suffers in...

Poetry English

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If I Had Grown Up

Introverted Thoughts·June 1, 2023

If I Had Grown Up written by: Introverted Thoughts Tortured hollows, twisted, coloured and soaked – Of...

English Poetry

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After a long career tinkering in telecommunications, Jim Bartlett switched to tinkering with writing fiction, both requiring a stretch of the imagination. In the course of putting his fingers to the keyboard, he's been fortunate to have quite a number of his stories featured both in print and online in several wonderful publications, including a story selected for "The Best of Fiction on the Web, 1996 – 2017" anthology. While mentally he strolls along a warm California beach with his wife and golden retriever (shhh, she doesn't know she's a dog), physically they reside on a special little island in the Pacific Northwest.

Reaper by Sharon Frame Gay

As an orphaned son of an orphan, I always see the glass as half empty. I picture the water murky and lukewarm, a waterline etched below the rim. Maybe with an ash or two floating at the bottom, because that’s what I do for a living. I deal with ashes. The remains of the deceased. No matter how those who pass away see their glass, meager or full, they eventually end up in a satchel carried on my shoulder.
My business card reads “Morton Stark Transport.” I’m called upon to disperse the ashes of the dearly departed and honor their final wishes. People hire me to escort the remains throughout the world ...

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