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Letting Go

Dianne Moritz·May 6, 2019

Letting Go written by: Dianne Moritz Do you spit out words as you might a bite of...

Poetry English

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Riposi Il Mio Amore

Antonio Blunda·May 5, 2019

Riposi Il Mio Amore written by: Antonio Blunda Riposi il mio amore, la mia piccola vita. Ho strappato...

International Italian Poetry

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The Other

Spillwords·May 5, 2019

The Other a poem by Rosario Castellanos Why say the names of gods, stars, spray from an...

Poetry English Literary Greats

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Unfinished Business

Jack Wolfe Frost·May 4, 2019

Unfinished Business written by: Jack Wolfe Frost @JackWolfeWriter Unfinished business it follows like a shadow, Carving the...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Elegy For A Young Poet

Catherine Gigante-Brown·May 4, 2019

Elegy For A Young Poet written by: Catherine Gigante-Brown @BklynCatwoman In memory of Noah, who took his...

English Poetry

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Six Seconds

Roger Turner·May 1, 2019

Six Seconds written by: roger turner @titansdad Six seconds What takes that long? You can’t write yourself...

Poetry Spilled History English

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Letter Of Retrospect

SMiles·April 27, 2019

Letter Of Retrospect written by: SMiles @stephenmiles2 Sweating the smalls has slipped eating junk, whilst living without...

Poetry English

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Haiku 18

Luiz Syphre·April 26, 2019

Haiku 18 written by: Luiz Syphre @luizsyphre last turn sun and moon celestial bodies loom I will...

English Poetry

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As Once Did

Eliza Segiet·April 24, 2019

English International Poetry Polish

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Sunday Dinner

Patricia Coughlin·April 21, 2019

Sunday Dinner written by: Patricia Coughlin Sunlight shone through the window early on Sunday morning, and Dillon...

Literature English

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It’s Complicated Magic

Debbie Aruta·April 17, 2019

It’s Complicated Magic written by: Debbie Aruta @Debbie_Aruta Melanie’s death had awakened something in her kids. Little slips...

Literature English

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God’s Disappearing Act

Robin McNamara·April 15, 2019

God’s Disappearing Act written by: Robin McNamara @robbiemac72 A single shot rang out Mother fell clutching The...

Poetry English

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World Falls

Shawn M. Klimek·April 14, 2019

World Falls written by: Shawn M. Klimek Rudy told me he had discovered his passion for history...

Literature English Featured Post

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Symmetry

Kenneth Vincent Walker·April 11, 2019

Symmetry written by: Kenneth Vincent Walker Rows and rows of surnamed stones In the cemetery symmetry of...

English Featured Post 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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