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Atlantis

Ivor Steven·December 6, 2021

Atlantis written by: Ivor Steven @ivors20 Nature’s abundant history Bounces forth in front of our eyes The...

Poetry English

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And Away We Go

Chasity Gaines·November 23, 2021

And Away We Go written by: Chasity Gaines @ChasityAnneGai1 Upon a path I know so well For...

Poetry English

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The Deal

Dilip Mohapatra·August 2, 2021

The Deal written by: Dilip Mohapatra @dilipmo Oh God let’s sign the deal.. You listen to me in...

Poetry English

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Salvaged Aspirations

Asceticquill·January 29, 2021

Salvaged Aspirations written by: Asceticquill I Falling north of my buried stab hugging camouflaged compunction pyramidal visions...

English Poetry

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Amends

Daisy King·November 11, 2020

Amends written by: Daisy King @stormsinteacups I want to tell all in my family that I am...

Poetry English

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Divine Art

Fay Marmalich-Vietmeier·July 1, 2020

Divine Art written by: Fay Marmalich-Vietmeier If you could see inside your heart Broken places … broken...

English Poetry

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A New Song

Fred Miller·August 27, 2019

A New Song written by: Fred Miller The music filled his heart as if he were hearing...

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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Interview Q&A With Jim Bartlett

Cast Off

Mercury

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Interview Q&A With Jim Bartlett

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Creatures of Habit

Zombie

Slowly

Tilt-a-Whirl

The Eternal Win!

Now

One Life to Live

Ticket

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Atlantis

And Away We Go

The Deal

Salvaged Aspirations

Amends

Divine Art

A New Song

Bonfire of Resolve

Mercury

Still Standing Tall

Cast Off

The Mirror Did Not Come as Glass

Every Day, at Five A.M.

The Christmas Stocking

A Small Girl’s Holiday Wish

Little Spruce Tree

Christmas Pudding

Zombie

Creatures of Habit