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New Freedom

Anna Ferriero·August 8, 2023

New Freedom written by: Anna Ferriero New beaches sound like autumn deafening noise which awakens his gaze...

Poetry English

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The Kite

Joyce Mary J·August 2, 2023

The Kite written by: Joyce Mary J It was so wonderful to have you in my hands,...

Poetry English

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Blanket Me

Gina Maria Manchego·August 1, 2023

Blanket Me written by: Gina Maria Manchego @GiUknit That weekend would prove to give me a deep...

The Words I Spill

Navin Manik·July 26, 2023

The Words I Spill written by: Navin Manik The sign I sight seems like the cyanide of...

English Poetry

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Chickadee

Michael Zeller·July 17, 2023

Chickadee written by: Michael Zeller @Zell_man I saw it light upon the branches, Flitting gaily to and...

English Poetry

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Digital Resignation

Robyn MacKinnon·July 16, 2023

Digital Resignation written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat I’m digitizing Official resignation I will raise a glass ...

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Ingredients of a Life Not Worth Living

Teodora Vamvu·July 13, 2023

Ingredients of a Life Not Worth Living written by: Teodora Vamvu @teodora_vamvu What’s a life made of?...

English Featured Post Literature

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Pieces of Myself

Henry Bladon·July 10, 2023

Pieces of Myself written by: Henry Bladon @henrybladon I will bury pieces of myself, you will find them if...

Poetry English

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Adrift

Miruna Marin·July 2, 2023

Adrift written by: Miruna Marin Of my country and of my family I have little to say....

Poetry English

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The Message of The Liberty Bell

Spillwords·July 2, 2023

The Message of The Liberty Bell a poem by: Mrs. Elvira Robinson Around the congress with closed...

Poetry English Literary Greats

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A Perfect Escape

Marzia Rahman·June 29, 2023

A Perfect Escape written by: Marzia Rahman @MarziaR57167805 After watching Snow White, I wanted to be a...

English Literature

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Whispers of Senility

Olaseni Kehinde Precious·June 24, 2023

Whispers of Senility written by: Olaseni Kehinde Precious @theKPrecious Reminiscing an illuminating star Beaming in love and...

Poetry English

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Beyond The Vows

Uzma Afreen·June 22, 2023

Beyond The Vows Unveiling Her Shimmering Soul written by: Uzma Afreen In the depths of her spirit,...

Poetry English

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No, I Don’t Need Shoes

C. M. Knight·June 12, 2023

No, I Don’t Need Shoes written by: C.M. Knight @CalineMunruo No, I don’t need shoes I waited...

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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