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Darkness Drains The Rainbow

Wayne Jermin·June 8, 2021

Darkness Drains The Rainbow written by: Wayne Jermin @waynejermin Darkness drains the rainbow, No colours left to...

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Kintsugi

Karen Mooney·March 15, 2021

Kintsugi written by: Karen Mooney @1karenmooney Smashed on life’s floor our jagged edges made handling difficult. Confidence...

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Abiding Minds

Mark Tulin·January 8, 2021

Abiding Minds written by: Mark Tulin @Crow_writer At the edge of the jetty, I rest on a...

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If I Leap

Makaila Aarin·December 11, 2020

If I Leap written by: Makaila Aarin @makaila_aarin A deep, roaring river rushes below me. Concrete bridge...

Poetry English

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The Brink

Barbara Deraoui·November 20, 2020

The Brink written by: Barbara Deraoui @brmaxwell I am slowly coming back from the brink The edge we...

English Poetry

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The Aftermath

Todd Humes·June 25, 2020

The Aftermath written by: Todd Humes the aftermath of the storm I sit on the edge of...

Poetry English

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Seekers

Shelly Norris·May 27, 2020

Seekers written by: Shelly Norris Gravity bound they press away from this cliché boxed canyon this extant...

English Poetry

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All But Love…

Mitch Bensel·April 9, 2020

All But Love… written by: Mitch Bensel @MitchRambling blissfully dying inside time is killing me as of...

Poetry English

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I Wonder At The Dawn

Bruce Levine·April 1, 2020

I Wonder At The Dawn written by: Bruce Levine @brucelevine19 I am here in the valley. Waiting...

English Poetry

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Dreams And Realities

John Preston Writings·December 1, 2018

Dreams And Realities written by: John Preston Writings In the dreaming depths of reality did we somehow cross...

English Poetry

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Edge

Spillwords·October 7, 2018

Edge a poem by Sylvia Plath The woman is perfected. Her dead Body wears the smile of accomplishment,...

Poetry English Literary Greats

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EDGE

Siva Wright·October 22, 2017

EDGE written by: Siva Wright He was standing there – on the edge. The wind blew against...

English Literature

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ON THE EDGE

Dilip Mohapatra·January 27, 2017

ON THE EDGE written by: Dilip Mohapatra @dilipmo As you stand precariously on the precipice dreading to...

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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