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Into The Light

Parvathy Sukumar·February 17, 2021

Into The Light written by: Parvathy Sukumar @Parvathyfeb27 Life is a never-ending journey or so have I...

English Poetry

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Sound of Silence

Shrubaboti Bose·February 16, 2021

Sound of Silence written by: Shrubaboti Bose @shrubaboti At night when the city sleeps, finally quiet, Leaves...

Poetry English

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Through Frosted Window

James Lilley·February 10, 2021

Though Frosted Window written by: James Lilley @jameslilley1411 At frosted window cloudless Winter night I stood watching...

Poetry English

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Night

Pandora's Pen·February 10, 2021

Night written by: Pandora’s Pen Glistening stars, In the night’s dark sky, Seems comforting, Perhaps not all...

Poetry English

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I Woke A Vampire

A.L. Paradiso·February 4, 2021

I Woke A Vampire written by: A.L. Paradiso My throat is so sore in an odd way....

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An Old Story

Spillwords·January 31, 2021

An Old Story a poem by Robert W Service They threw him in a prison cell; He...

English Literary Greats Poetry

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Forging A Path

Bruce Levine·January 29, 2021

Forging A Path written by: Bruce Levine @brucelevine19 Forging a path through the wilderness of the technological...

English Poetry

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Take A Seat at My Feet

Tammy M Darby·January 26, 2021

Take A Seat at My Feet written by: Tammy M Darby Take a seat at my feet...

Poetry English

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Lonely Wanderer

Adegite Precious·January 25, 2021

Lonely Wanderer written by: Adegite Precious They had no clue, Though I dropped a note, They thought...

English Poetry

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Soiled White

Oluyemi Elisha·January 21, 2021

Soiled White written by: Oluyemi Elisha Quivering alone in the murk, Letting out pain in warm drips,...

Poetry English

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Toxic Parents

Shriya Bansal·January 7, 2021

Toxic Parents written by: Shriya Bansal You shattered my dreams and cut my wings. I am not...

English Poetry

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Coffee and Dusk

Adiyana Adam·January 1, 2021

Coffee and Dusk written by: Adiyana Adam For me… Coffee and dusk are two different things that...

Poetry English

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Turn Your Hate Into Love

Henry Lee Thomas·November 30, 2020

Turn Your Hate Into Love written by: Henry Lee Thomas @HenryLThomas1 If the world is treating you...

Poetry English

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Nephew

A.M. Torres·November 26, 2020

Nephew written by: A.M. Torres @sonic1170 What went wrong? The car slammed him breaking his bones plunged...

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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