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My Doll

Sapto Mitra·September 24, 2024

MY DOLL written by: Sapto Mitra You know, I have a small black-haired doll, Durga is the...

English Poetry

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Trial of the Century and Superhuman Culture

Tom Ball·May 30, 2024

Trial of the Century and Superhuman Culture written by: Tom Ball - It was called the trial of the century...

English Literature

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The Heaven of My Thought

Til Kumari Sharma·March 13, 2024

The Heaven of My Thought written by: Til Kumari Sharma Good thinking is medicine. It is worth...

Poetry English

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I Wonder

Cindy Georgakas·February 28, 2024

I Wonder written by: Cindy Georgakas I wonder…. Church pews, Stained glass, Shattered memories past. Paying our...

Poetry English

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Consistent Hypocrisy

Steve Dooré·January 28, 2024

Consistent Hypocrisy written by: Steve Dooré @stevedoore84 He had never understood the world he had chosen to...

Literature English Featured Post

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Jones’ Nose

Robert Ronnow·October 9, 2023

Jones’ Nose written by: Robert Ronnow Their unspoken opinions are like a pot of unknowable, unnamed meats...

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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My Doll

Trial of the Century and Superhuman Culture

The Heaven of My Thought

I Wonder

Consistent Hypocrisy

Jones’ Nose

Hymn Of The Eternal Feast

To Grandmother’s House

The Visit

Naughty Or Nice

The Christmas Figure is Unmoved

Winter Spirits

Christmas Hotdog

Bonny Dundee

Spotlight On Writers – Darryl B

A Little Book About Trees – by Tim Burr

The Waiting

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