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Bottle To The Grave

Michael Marrotti·May 17, 2017

Bottle To The Grave written by: Michael Marrotti @INSIPIDPRESS From the bottle to the grave peace will...

English Poetry

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Your Death Will Be A Gentle One

Korliss Sewer·May 16, 2017

Your Death Will Be A Gentle One written by: Korliss Sewer @rainwriterjones Slip two crisp 10 dollar...

English Poetry

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The Right Way

Leanne Howard Kenney·May 15, 2017

The Right Way written by: Leanne Howard Kenney @neeneebucket Something reminded me of you And piqued, I...

English Poetry

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New Found Peace

Janday Lee·May 12, 2017

New Found Peace written by: Janday Lee @jandaylee Sitting at the edge of the rock Holding your...

English Poetry

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A Metà Di Questo Viaggio

Francesco Abate·May 9, 2017

A metà di questo viaggio written by: Francesco Abate @FrancescoAbate3 Un uomo disteso esausto sulla barca alla...

International Italian Poetry

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A Wish

Spillwords·April 16, 2017

A Wish a poem by Matthew Arnold I ask not that my bed of death From...

English Literary Greats Poetry

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Searching and Found

G.R. Weslo·April 15, 2017

Searching and Found written by: G.R. Weslo When I was young I would walk through the fields...

Poetry English

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Dead Magpie

Polly Oliver·April 14, 2017

Dead Magpie written by: Polly Oliver All signs point to violence at the end At this quiet...

English Poetry

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Become Us

Luana Sakurano·April 14, 2017

Become Us written by: Luana Sakurano @luanasakurano In the past year Those who we lost Defined us...

Poetry English

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Eloquence of Death

Shruti Das·April 6, 2017

Eloquence of Death written by: Shruti Das @shruti.das.9026 Song. Dance. Intoxication. The eloquence of life and the...

English Poetry

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The Divinest Lover

Meno Silencio·April 1, 2017

The Divinest Lover written by: Meno Silencio @herdlesswitch Death, ride before me My tongue is split, dripping...

English Poetry

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House In The Sky

Kyle Liang·March 29, 2017

House in the Sky written by: Kyle Liang @Kyle_Liang Father do not worry for I will burn...

Poetry English

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Best Friends

Genie Nakano·March 21, 2017

Best Friends written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini It’s that perfect window of time—right before the morning light...

MURDER BY THE CLEMATIS

Stanley Wilkin·March 2, 2017

MURDER BY THE CLEMATIS written by: Stanley Wilkin @catalhuyuk I buried her beside the clematis Before the...

English Poetry

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I was born and raised in Yorkshire, England. At fifteen I left school without the skills or maturity to appreciate the wider world. At nineteen I packed a bag and wandered through Europe and North Africa, learning from the road. At twenty‑five I earned the qualifications for university, eventually becoming a high school teacher and later an education manager. Now I live with my amazing wife on an island north of Seattle. After retiring and with encouragement from Spillwords and the Clever Park Writers Group, I traded reports for storytelling. And that's where the fiction began...

Cast Off by Niall Crowley

The two computer screens tighten their grip. Tom pivots between them, tracking one while he works on the other. Careful discipline from early morning to close of business. Number crunching, he would have termed it before. Now it’s data management and verification, his task to model and tabulate clients’ financial situations and options. Bookkeeping, he would admit to, in more candid moments. He’s tethered firmly to the task, though, and has been since he started here, nearly two years now. Bound in the rigour the work requires, as if life itself depends on it. Top floor, dormer window ...

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