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Coming Arrival

Stephen Kingsnorth·December 8, 2024

Coming Arrival written by: Stephen Kingsnorth While patient waiting not my scene, this celebration, birth we’ve known,...

Poetry English

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Gli alberi di Gaza

Francesco Abate·September 9, 2024

Gli alberi di Gaza written by: Francesco Abate @FrancescoAbate3 Gli alberi di Gaza sono nudi spogliati dal...

International Italian Poetry

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And so it goes on…

David R Mellor·July 8, 2024

And so it goes on… written by: David R Mellor And so it goes On People protest...

English Poetry

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From The Land of Olives

Nada M. Sobhi·May 24, 2024

From The Land of Olives written by: Nada M. Sobhi Her little shaken voice whispered “The tank...

Poetry English

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Loved

David R Mellor·April 13, 2024

Loved written by: David R Mellor Death is R O P P I N G From the...

English Poetry

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War in Gaza

R. K. Singh·December 5, 2023

War in Gaza written by: R. K. Singh @profrksingh Unchanged human nature eternity passed with each prophet...

Poetry English

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The Gaza’s Painful Song

Uzma Afreen·November 25, 2023

The Gaza’s Painful Song written by: Uzma Afreen Amidst the echoes of shattered walls, Silenced voices cry...

Poetry English

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Gaza

Flash·November 17, 2023

Gaza written by: Flash There’re two sides to every story Even though they sound the same It’s...

Poetry English

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Tell Me

Simon Drake·November 6, 2023

Tell Me written by: Simon Drake Tell me why you’re fighting Blood soaked Earth beneath your feet...

Poetry English

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There

David R Mellor·November 4, 2023

There written by: David R Mellor I’m not there And neither are you But we have all...

Poetry English

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A Rose For Gaza

Lynn White·June 11, 2019

A Rose For Gaza written by: Lynn White Gaza is a garden full of roses. Stone roses....

Poetry English

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Summer In Gaza

Lynn White·August 27, 2018

Summer In Gaza written by: Lynn White In the rain of the rockets there’s no water. Metal...

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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