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Human Onions

Fay Marmalich-Vietmeier·August 16, 2020

Human Onions written by: Fay Marmalich-Vietmeier We are as “human onions” … born into a hurting world...

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Intrigue In Denim

Judge Burdon·August 14, 2020

Intrigue In Denim written by: Judge Burdon She was intrigue dressed in denim with a whisper of...

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In Country: A Viet Nam Sequence

Louis Dorwaldt·August 8, 2020

In Country: A Viet Nam Sequence written by: Louis Dorwaldt An eternity of days Trekking and shivering...

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Penumbra

Allan Edward Tierney·August 6, 2020

Penumbra written by: Allan Edward Tierney Long lakes of shadows lie, not quite black the friendly forest...

English Featured Post Poetry

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The Rainbow

Nancy Lou Henderson·August 6, 2020

The Rainbow written by: Nancy Lou Henderson @nlhende49 As the rain subsides and colors fill the sky,...

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Dead Outside

Rayna More·August 5, 2020

Dead Outside written by: Rayna More Sitting at the bottom of a darkened pool, cold. No ripples,...

English Poetry

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Always Darkest Before Dawn

Amanda Steel·August 4, 2020

Always Darkest Before Dawn written by: Amanda Steel @Amanda_S_Writer Skipping through endless nights Trying to keep the...

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Heart of Seasons

LadyLily·June 20, 2020

Heart of Seasons written by: LadyLily @AFairymary The soul of June leaps from Spring’s shadow, a buried...

Noah

Marija Najthefer Popov·June 20, 2020

Noah written by: Marija Najthefer Popov Silence! The heart pendulum stopped and the breath stopped The thought...

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One Night at The Hospital

Joy Moitra·June 17, 2020

One Night at The Hospital written by: Joy Moitra @JoyMoitra2 It’s a pleasant night And, there’s a...

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Seed of Love

Nancy Lou Henderson·June 3, 2020

Seed of Love written and performed by: Nancy Lou Henderson @nlhende49 Darkness does surround, Waiting in the...

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The Gargoyle Yawns

Judge Burdon·May 9, 2020

The Gargoyle Yawns written by: Judge Burdon The fogwalker searches for clues in the moist darkness of...

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Coronavirus

Anahit Arustamyan·May 5, 2020

Coronavirus written by: Anahit Arustamyan @anonarnune20141 The sky has a bath in the spring rains. Its infected...

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Candles In Nova Scotia

Robyn MacKinnon·May 3, 2020

Candles In Nova Scotia written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat Our community in Nova Scotia tonight to hold...

Poetry English Robyn Finds Poetry Robyn MacKinnon

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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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