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Mayhem

JahArt Kushite·April 8, 2022

Mayhem written by: JahArt Kushite Tear after tear falling sorrow after sorrow Hurting at nighttime heartache on...

English Poetry

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Refinishing

Amy J. Markstahler·April 3, 2022

Refinishing written by: Amy J. Markstahler @Ajmarkstahler I walk through my empty house, a house Liam and...

Literature English Featured Post

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Pulling Mussels From A Shell

Elizabeth Sophia Strauss·March 31, 2022

Pulling Mussels from A Shell written by: Elizabeth Sophia Strauss A year ago and change I said during...

Poetry English

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Land

Bogpan·March 24, 2022

Land written by: Bogpan @panbog2 what shall I tell them it hurts me for the ones and...

English Poetry

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Page by Page

Ichie Francis Chibuzo·March 24, 2022

Page by Page written by: Ichie Francis Chibuzo Not all wounds are visible Some pages are better...

Poetry English

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September ’97 Lament

Karin Porter·March 22, 2022

September ’97 Lament written by: Karin Porter I can’t be wrong My love is real Yet I’m...

Poetry English

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Knowing

JJ Moonchild·March 7, 2022

Knowing written by: JJ Moonchild This body formed like an ill-fitting, Corsets around borrowed lungs. I find...

English Poetry

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Poor Dog

Nina Taylor·February 24, 2022

Poor Dog written by: Nina Taylor “Quick” said the cat as he ran in the house. “Dog’s...

Poetry English

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Daylight Moon, poetry written by James Bell at Spillwords.com

RIP

huntersjames·February 21, 2022

RIP written by: Huntersjames @goatrodeo11 Old postcards never addressed What ails us doctor? Never been this sad...

Poetry English

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Blurred Horizons

Nope, Not Pam·February 15, 2022

Blurred Horizons written by: Nope, Not Pam @NopePam The sky was molten caramel As they left their...

Poetry English

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Fluidity is Mine

Lauren M. Hancock·January 1, 2022

Fluidity is Mine written by: Lauren M. Hancock strip the layers of calcified anger the veins deepened...

Through Another’s Eyes

Dennis C Brown·December 25, 2021

Through Another’s Eyes written by: Dennis C Brown As Christmas draws near and spirits arise. Not everyone...

English Christmas Poetry

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Today I Cried

Glen McKenzie·November 24, 2021

Today I Cried written by: Glen McKenzie @justabitfurther Today I cried I hadn’t for a while Memories...

English Poetry

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Hurting Me

Criss Tripp·November 16, 2021

Hurting Me written by: Criss Tripp @CrissTripp Alone I appreciate as darkness envelopes me. Develops me discernibly,...

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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