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Rooks

Lynn White·July 20, 2024

Rooks written by: Lynn White There are just two pieces left. Two fragments of our dreams. Two...

Poetry English

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No te Olvides de Mi

Francisco Bravo Cabrera·June 23, 2024

No te Olvides de Mi written by: Francisco Bravo Cabrera No te olvides de mi, Ni abras...

Poetry Spanish

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The Devil’s Hold

Ash Douglas·June 23, 2024

The Devil’s Hold written by: Ash Douglas @Written_In_Ash I tempted the beast lured it from its dark...

Poetry English

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Lilacs

L.S. Engler·March 1, 2024

Lilacs written by: L.S. Engler Margaret was five years old, and the only people who called her...

English Literature

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Miss She

Gomathi Sridevi·January 19, 2024

Miss She written by: Gomathi Sridevi She was a normal woman But they treated her like a...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Fright Club

Mileva Anastasiadou·December 1, 2023

Fright Club written by: Mileva Anastasiadou @happymil_ Three ghosts will pay you a visit on Christmas Eve....

Literature English Haunted Holidays

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Vignettes

Pratik Mitra·November 16, 2023

Vignettes written by: Pratik Mitra Open sky is still such a treat. Birds flying at the backdrop...

Poetry English

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Frugal Housewife

Ingrid Bruck·November 13, 2023

Frugal Housewife written by: Ingrid Bruck @bruck_ingrid Aunt Mary shows us a ball made from rubber bands,...

Poetry English

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All Hallows’ Eve

Gabriella Balcom·October 31, 2023

All Hallows’ Eve written by: Gabriella Balcom T’was All Hallows Eve with the sun going down, and...

English Poetry Halloween

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Processed Life

Steve Green·October 16, 2023

Processed Life written by: Steve Green @stgreenie Round and round… Dizzy from the spin… Chasing a tail...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Curiosity

Shailesh Gupta Veer·August 2, 2023

Curiosity written by: Shailesh Gupta Veer The clouds are moving fast, The Moon is eager to see...

English Poetry

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5-2-0, a poem by Quenntis Ashby at Spillwords.com

5-2-0

Quenntis Ashby·June 5, 2023

5-2-0 written by: Quenntis Ashby @Quenntis Five Paper spreads its fingers like a blade on a blanket...

English Poetry

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Shard

Laurie Kuntz·March 21, 2023

Shard written by: Laurie Kuntz @laurie_kuntz In our labyrinth life, this month, it is Wordle, a game...

Poetry English

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Game Tokens

Seia·December 10, 2022

Game Tokens written by: Seia I’m like playing inside an arcade Beads of sweat trickling down my...

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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