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Slow Moving Front

Richard K. Ostrander·May 29, 2017

Slow Moving Front written by: Richard K. Ostrander @akaDick It rained here all night and most of...

Poetry English

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Mother Earth

Inna·April 22, 2017

Mother Earth written by: Inna @Inna_sumi I saw a Weeping soil Her soul laid bare Scorching heat...

English Poetry

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Good Things Come In Threes

Erich C Davis·September 1, 2016

Good Things Come in Threes written by: Erich C Davis @erich_davis Hatred has no home with me....

Poetry English

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End of Hot Day

Mark Scrivener·June 11, 2016

End of Hot Day written by: Mark Scrivener @orpheus777 Midsummer Georgica NSW End of hot day. Fierce sun...

English

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Climate Change Gremlins

Barbara Pease·May 23, 2016

Climate Change Gremlins written by: Barbara Pease @muskratchatter greed does not mix well with gas in the...

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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