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M.A.L.A.W.I.

Gertrude Kadzuwa·March 25, 2020

M.A.L.A.W.I. written by: Gertrude Kadzuwa You are a Marble of peace An attitude of resilience the contrariness,...

Poetry English

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Youth

Paul Anthony Obey·March 24, 2020

Youth written by: Paul Anthony Obey @TheInvisiblePo1 Through the immature prism, great thinkers emerge, Generations of bastardised...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Migrating Cranes

Judit Katalin Hollos·March 17, 2020

Migrating Cranes written by: Judit Katalin Hollos @Juditka1982 migrating cranes – a comet of elderflowers in our...

English Poetry

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When Alarm Clocks Stop Failing

Arimaya Ryan·March 11, 2020

When Alarm Clocks Stop Failing written by: Arimaya Ryan My day will fill out into eons My...

English Poetry

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Garage Maintenance

LB Sedlacek·February 10, 2020

Garage Maintenance written by: LB Sedlacek @lbsedlacek There’s no reason to warm up a car anymore no...

Poetry English

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Doomed Bridge

Pallavi·February 1, 2020

Doomed Bridge written by: Pallavi We crossed that bridge as five but only mother and I survived....

Poetry English

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Losing You

Alan Britt·January 10, 2020

Losing You written by: Alan Britt For Daphne Rose This charley horse in my throat, you...

Poetry English

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Small Things Changed

Anshika Sharma·December 3, 2019

Small Things Changed written by: Anshika Sharma Bare bricks sneak From the cracks on the wall, The...

Poetry English

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Avoiding Stagnation

Alex Andy Phuong·November 25, 2019

Avoiding Stagnation written by: Alex Andy Phuong Change is the only constant, but only those willing to...

Poetry English

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MABON

R.M. Engelhardt·October 22, 2019

MABON written by: R.M. Engelhardt @rmengelhardt between the dark and light the fall of leaves time suspended...

Halloween English Poetry

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BLOW THE ROOF

Leanne Neill·October 9, 2019

BLOW THE ROOF written by: Leanne Neill @LeanneNeill2 This roof encapsulates beauty; carefully, I’ve curated each piece....

Poetry English

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To Autumn

Spillwords·September 29, 2019

To Autumn a poem by John Keats Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the...

English Literary Greats Poetry

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The Rebirth

Damon·September 28, 2019

The Rebirth written by: Damon When in the eye of the storm and trying to hold on...

English Poetry

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Sonnet 73

Spillwords·September 22, 2019

Sonnet 73 a poem by William Shakespeare That time of year thou may’st in me behold When...

English Literary Greats 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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