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I Wish

Victor Oyewole·November 10, 2021

I Wish written by: Victor Oyewole If only men will love, And learn to be together, Just...

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The Writer

Luiz Syphre·October 11, 2021

The Writer written by: Luiz Syphre @luizsyphre I swing with my mind but not with a blade...

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Standing Apart

Tamar Gvelesiani·August 16, 2021

Standing Apart written by: Tamar Gvelesiani @Tako165 Oh, winds, those insane winds Ask fallen leaves to blow...

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Broken Pieces

Skylar Peck·August 13, 2021

Broken Pieces written by: Skylar Peck heart of glass in shards pick them up, swallow the wince...

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Words

Fay Marmalich-Vietmeier·July 15, 2021

Words written by: Fay Marmalich-Vietmeier @FemVietmeier Words can be TRUTH or words can be lies Words can...

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Lonely Poet

Ash Douglas·June 18, 2021

Lonely Poet written by: Ash Douglas @The_PunAsher my lines are barren of words no one pays attention...

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Nancy

Deryn van der Tang·June 8, 2021

Nancy written by: Deryn van der Tang @dvdtang1 A branch was torn from my tree The incorruptible...

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His Love Swung Low

Kelli J Gavin·May 21, 2021

His Love Swung Low written by: Kelli J Gavin @KelliJGavin His heart was meant for mine It...

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In Your Heart

Peerzada Syed Dawif·March 10, 2021

In Your Heart written by: Peerzada Syed Dawif You can feel me there, My vibes dwell, deep...

English Poetry

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Society

David Gray-Hammond·February 23, 2021

Society written by: David Gray-Hammond @emgntdivergence Burning cold wrath envelopes the gaping maw of a society so...

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Human Onions

Fay Marmalich-Vietmeier·August 16, 2020

Human Onions written by: Fay Marmalich-Vietmeier We are as “human onions” … born into a hurting world...

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A Love Letter

Kate Blake·August 10, 2020

A Love Letter written by: Kate Blake Dear Hearts, This is an open letter just to let...

Poetry English

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If I Say I Love You

Gabriela M·June 19, 2020

If I Say I Love You written by: Gabriela M @shortprose1 In a flash my mind shows...

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Without Haste

David Maynard·May 23, 2020

Without Haste written by: David Maynard The beauty of the stars at night Are dim in comparison...

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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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