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Love in Every Color

Leila Ziari·October 13, 2021

Love in Every Color written by: Leila Ziari The yellow moon upon the hill Traces the night...

Poetry English

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A Life To Call Home

Russell Colclough·October 10, 2021

A Life To Call Home written by: Russell Colclough I am the invisible man I walk with...

English Literature

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Zatem życie

Katarzyna Dominik·October 3, 2021

Zatem życie written by: Katarzyna Dominik Kiedyś biegałam po rosie dziś przemierzam skaliste szlaki tracąc grunt pod...

International Poetry Polish

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Insomnia

Aparna M P·September 28, 2021

Insomnia written by: Aparna M P This rainy night where everyone sleeps Under their thick woolen blanket,...

Poetry English

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Apple of Discord

Steven Fortune·September 17, 2021

Apple of Discord written by: Steven Fortune To slip my blushing presence into your exquisite banquet of...

English Poetry

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Crave

Christine Dominic·September 13, 2021

Crave written by: Christine Dominic @rysscay I’m animalistic craving for you since the beginning as we share...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Shadows of Abandon

Edward L. Canavan·August 30, 2021

Shadows of Abandon written by: Edward L. Canavan @Ed_Leo71 falling visions from once where we stood unearthed...

Poetry English

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If I Could Love You Longer

Tylia Flores·August 30, 2021

If I Could Love You Longer written by: Tylia Flores @stompingoncp1 I’ve been on a bumpy journey,...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Feeling

Colleen M. Tice·August 28, 2021

Feeling written by: Colleen M. Tice @ColleenMarieTi1 She needs to feel appreciated, loved and wanted. She needs...

English Literature

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Beauty in The Eye of The Beholder

Fatima Adeleke·August 23, 2021

Beauty in The Eye of The Beholder written by: Fatima Adeleke All human beauty is an aberration,...

English Poetry

·1 min read

The Poet

Eva Marie Cagley·August 20, 2021

The Poet written by: Eva Marie Cagley @EvaCagley I am but an open journal Still waiting to...

Poetry English

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Convention’s Absence

Miya Yamanouchi·August 18, 2021

Convention’s Absence written by: Miya Yamanouchi His ceaseless sadistic sensuality is my portal, thrusting me into a...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Unheard

Christine Bolton·July 31, 2021

Unheard written by: Christine Bolton @Poetry4Healing My words do not reach you anymore They hang heavy in the...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Nightsong

Anna Colominas·July 28, 2021

Nightsong written by: Anna Colominas i lightly caress the tip of that mike as if I was...

English 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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