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Joan McNerney·June 1, 2022

Afterlife written by: Joan McNerney They tell me it’s really important to think about your afterlife otherwise...

English Poetry

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When All The Trees Are Gone

Greg Massey·February 5, 2022

When All The Trees Are Gone written by: Greg Massey @PoemCrafter A grim northeaster serves only to...

English Featured Post Poetry

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A New World

Patrick Doran·September 21, 2018

A New World written by: Patrick Doran (The 50 Year Old Poet) What if I do not wake...

English Poetry

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Divine Eyes

Sonali Majumdar·March 7, 2018

Divine Eyes written by: Sonali Majumdar She weaves magic with her words Tapestry of a rainbow fog...

English Poetry

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John Maximovitch (The Wonderworker)

Sofia Kioroglou·January 17, 2018

John Maximovitch (The Wonderworker) written by: Sofia Kioroglou Vladika John of Adamovka You taught us self-mortification Your...

Poetry English

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The Call

Robert Laird·October 13, 2016

the call written by: Robert Laird @RobertCLaird Is there music, harmony, resolve, as stars gather to light the...

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 ...

Features

A Little Book About Trees – by Tim Burr

Barney and His Angel

To Grandmother’s House

Interviews

Spotlight On Writers – Maliya Denise Wilmore

Spotlight On Writers – John Neff

Interview Q&A With P.A. O’Neil

A Bead of Ice

Sygnatariusze Listów do Gwiazd

A Strange Place

Anne

She

The Day I Remembered My Soul

The Seance

Dust

Life After Death

Afterlife

When All The Trees Are Gone

A New World

Divine Eyes

John Maximovitch (The Wonderworker)

The Call

Hymn Of The Eternal Feast

To Grandmother’s House

Breakfast on the Beach

The Visit

The Christmas Figure is Unmoved

Naughty Or Nice

A Little Book About Trees – by Tim Burr

The Waiting

Never Know

Grandchild

Lips Between Lips

A Strange Place