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Anoucheka Gangabissoon·November 6, 2020

Unwritten written by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon In this story, You were supposed To be a God, My hero,...

English Poetry

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Relentless Love

Joseph M. Butler·November 6, 2020

Relentless Love written by: Joseph M. Butler My life was in shambles, my heart was broken in...

Poetry English

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Heartbeat

Dr. K. K. Mathew·November 2, 2020

HEARTBEAT written by: Dr. K. K. Matthew The life of heart rings the bell of soul Heard...

Poetry English

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Our President

Spillwords·November 1, 2020

Our President a poem by Katharine Lee Bates GOD help him! Ay, and let us help him,...

English Literary Greats Poetry

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Halloween and Humankind

Nazam Riar·October 28, 2020

Halloween and Humankind written by: Nazam Riar Apple bobbing and Soul cakes young and old enjoy homemade...

English Poetry Halloween

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The Purpose

Muhammad Mohsin·October 17, 2020

The Purpose written by: Muhammad Mohsin @MemonMohsi What it takes you to live? What is it that...

Poetry English

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Sans a Spoon to Feed

Lei Writses·October 13, 2020

Sans a Spoon to Feed written by: Lei Writses So have been closed are the air and...

English Poetry

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Distant Reality

Roshni Kapoor·October 6, 2020

Distant Reality written by: Roshni Kapoor Tiny as I am, a speck of dust In a world...

Poetry English

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Not Just Any Man

Laura Hughes·October 3, 2020

Not Just Any Man written by: Laura Hughes @SweetPea_1977 As I sit here watching you sleep, I’m...

Have You Ever?

Peg Prendeville·September 11, 2020

Have You Ever? written by: Peg Prendeville Have you ever stopped to listen to the gurgling of...

English Poetry

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Dark Moments

Piere Ingram·September 10, 2020

Dark Moments written by: Piere Ingram Dark moments in this light area of my brain abstracted from...

Poetry English

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Return To Sleep

Kavita Ezekiel Mendonca·September 9, 2020

Return To Sleep written by: Kavita Ezekiel Mendonca There’re times the virus robs me of my sleep...

English Poetry

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The Crack of Dawn

Sheila Henry·September 6, 2020

The Crack of Dawn written by: Sheila Henry April Sandiford had been having frequent scary dreams lately....

English Literature

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Trees

Spillwords·August 23, 2020

Trees a poem by: Joyce Kilmer I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as...

English Literary Greats 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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