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Gone

Angel_Face44·September 26, 2017

Gone written by: AngelFace44 @AngelFace4459 Time moves steadily forward as day turns to night turns to day....

Poetry English

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Marty

Phyllis P. Colucci·September 10, 2017

Marty written by: Phyllis P. Colucci @FictionTarot The mass was quick, and the family priest was kind....

Phyllis P. Colucci English Literature

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The Boy And His Lightning Thoughts

Nonso·August 29, 2017

The Boy and His Lightning Thoughts written by: Nonso @Nounsso There was a boy. When he was...

English Literature

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SeaFearer

theRavensproctor·August 11, 2017

SeaFearer written by: theRavensproctor Father, no guide Departs kiss on forehead Looked from sleepy eyes Father, he...

English Poetry

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I Hope You Can Hear Me Mommy

William T Fearby·July 29, 2017

i hope you can hear me mommy written by: William T Fearby mom you know how much i...

Poetry English Featured Post

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I Didn’t Want The Nest

Linda M. Crate·July 27, 2017

i didn’t want the nest written by: Linda M. Crate @thysilverdoe you broke my wings then told...

English Poetry

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An Open Letter To Single Mothers; From A “Former Step-Dad”

Slice Lucas·July 23, 2017

An Open Letter To Single Mothers; From A “Former Step-Dad” written by: Slice Lucas @SliceLucas At 28...

English Literature

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I And Thou And The Ram

huntersjames·June 29, 2017

I and Thou and the Ram written by: huntersjames @huntersjames I lay dozing against a massive Wolfsberry,...

English Featured Post Editorial

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My Parents

hedgehog·June 29, 2017

My Parents written by: hedgehog Lying in his hospital bed waiting; Seeing nothing the stroke has claimed...

Poetry English

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See You In Five

Luiz Syphre·June 29, 2017

See You In Five written by: Luiz Syphre @poetandkids It’s another sleepless night and I reminisce. The...

English Poetry

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Chloe Maria

Ian Thompson·June 28, 2017

Chloe Maria written by: Ian Thompson @stumpyian I’m not good with tradition, I take a break from...

English Poetry

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A MAN WAS THERE

Khurram Nizami·June 18, 2017

A MAN WAS THERE written by: Khurram Nizami @Khurram-Nizami-1212452428770885 A man was there, Happily killing his desire. A...

Poetry English

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Abwûn (Our Father)

Charlie Bottle·June 18, 2017

Abwûn (Our Father) written by: Charlie Bottle @CharlieBottle Who listens to the whispering waterfall, In the quiet...

English Poetry

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Only A Dad

Spillwords·June 18, 2017

Only A Dad a poem by Edgar Albert Guest Only a dad, with a tired face, Coming...

Poetry English Literary Greats

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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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