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Petrichor

Charlie Bottle·April 4, 2017

Petrichor written by: Charlie Bottle @CharlieBottle When the first drops of rain fall, and soak the parched...

English Poetry

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Homeless

Luana Sakurano·April 3, 2017

Homeless written by: Luana Sakurano @luanasakurano i don’t think of it my heads’ hornet nest the moon...

Poetry English

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To The Youth

Brian Wayne Smith·April 1, 2017

To the Youth written by: Brian Wayne Smith @briansmith3575 Tell us what’s on your mind. Don’t hold...

Poetry English

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Thoughts From A Refugee

Brian Wayne Smith·March 12, 2017

Thoughts from a Refugee written by: Brian Wayne Smith @briansmith3575 You do not look like me. I...

English Poetry

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Me, We and Be

Dru Free·March 10, 2017

Me, We and Be written by: Dru Free @Dru131 I am full of lies, but not living...

Poetry English

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Silver And Gold

Amanda Eifert·March 6, 2017

Silver and Gold written and performed by: Amanda Eifert @mandibelle16 Forged in Silver and Gold, My legs...

Poetry English

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Strangers

theRavensproctor·March 3, 2017

Strangers written by: theRavensproctor What I should’ve done was chase after you Hold your face in the...

English Poetry

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Truth About Parenting

Brian Wayne Smith·March 2, 2017

Truth About Parenting written by: Brian Wayne Smith @briansmith3575 Want to know the truth about being a...

Poetry English

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Entropic

Keith·March 2, 2017

Entropic written by: Keith @skltnassembly Why are people so afraid to catch each other in a moment,...

Poetry English

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Foresight

Courtney Trowman aka CC Bella·February 27, 2017

Foresight written by: Courtney Trowman aka CC Bella @ccbella_says Wax petals melt under the brilliant sun and...

Poetry English

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Those Words

Brian Wayne Smith·February 20, 2017

Those Words written by: Brian Wayne Smith @briansmith3575 One of the biggest reasons I’ve pushed myself to...

English Poetry

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The Other World

Genie Nakano·February 12, 2017

The Other World written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini I was playing jump rope when it turned into...

English Poetry

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Letters & Notes

Gretl Feeson·February 11, 2017

Letters & Notes written by: Gretl Feeson @GretlFeeson Go home all you leeches Or wait, what? Now...

English Poetry

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TFL Journey

Naima Mohamud Elmi·February 10, 2017

TFL Journey written by: Naima Mohamud Elmi @MrsNMElmiPoetry His rusty authentic voice carrying over the heavy noise,...

Poetry English

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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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