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Memories of the Diner

Ken Allan Dronsfield·December 13, 2019

Memories of The Diner written by: Ken Allan Dronsfield @KenKadfield A Merry Christmas sign hung flashing; frosted...

Poetry Christmas English

·1 min read

Sorry For Your Loss, short story by James Harris at Spillwords.com

I’m Sorry For Your Loss

James Harris·July 7, 2019

I’m Sorry For our Loss written by: James Harris Dishes clang and grills sizzle at Ladybird Diner....

Literature English

·4 mins read

Evel Knievel And The Fat Elvis Diner

Richard Wall·November 16, 2017

Evel Knievel and the Fat Elvis Diner written by: Richard Wall @writinblues The man stared through glass...

Literature English

·10 mins read

At A Roadside Diner

pilgrim·March 16, 2017

At A Roadside Diner written by: Pilgrim @chrisztweetz Secret messages tap along the chrome bar. Press your...

English Literature

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Smitha Vishwanath is a banker turned writer. She began her writing journey in 2016 through her blog. In 2019, she was nominated for Best of the Net, and 2 of her poems were given special mention in NaPoWriMo, 2021 and 2022. In addition, she was awarded the Reuel International Prize for poetry. In 2019, she co-authored a book of poetry, 'Roads- A journey with Verses.' Smitha's writing is peppered with the lessons learned from the plethora of invaluable experiences that come from having lived in India, UAE and Iran, worked in a multi-cultural environment and travelled widely. She resides in Dhaka, Bangladesh, with her husband and two daughters. When she is not writing, you can find her painting, travelling, or sharing reviews of books. She is excited about her debut novel, 'Coming Home', which will be released on 18th March 2023.

The Lighthouse by Sharon Frame Gay

Maine, 1922
There are those who find the song of a foghorn mournful and foreboding. To me, it was a lullaby. I’ve been a lighthouse keeper all my life. I was born in the keeper’s cottage in 1880, next to the tower that clings to a cliff in Maine. The rhythmic bursts of light and sound that brought home lost sailors lulled me to sleep each night.
Father, and his father before him, maintained the lighthouse for over seventy years. As a child, I peered up the spiral staircase, watching Father high above as he polished the massive searchlight...

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