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Pavement of Glades – To Octavio Paz

L. Ward Abel·February 19, 2019

Pavement of Glades (To Octavio Paz) written by: L. Ward Abel The mirror shards on a pavement...

English Poetry

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There Is Noise

Eoghan Lyng·January 23, 2019

There Is Noise written by: Eoghan Lyng @eoghanlyng The path below has sickened and the air is...

English Poetry

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The Portrait

Mehreen Ahmed·May 22, 2018

The Portrait written by: Mehreen Ahmed @MehreenAhmed2 On the crossing of Victoria and Harriet Street stood a...

English Literature

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Position

Sanjeev Sethi·May 9, 2018

Position written by: Sanjeev Sethi Crapulence to carceral settings. Mercaptans of a certain kind torpefy me: is...

Poetry English

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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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