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A Quest For Peace

Yahuza Abdulkadir·July 5, 2021

A Quest For Peace written by: Yahuza Abdulkadir To live in peace and contentment is now hard...

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I Should Be Sleeping

Godfrey Holy·July 1, 2021

I Should Be Sleeping written by: Godfrey Holy the lord of rain is singing outside i sit...

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Take Me To My Own Town

Masooma Ali·June 23, 2021

Take Me To My Own Town written by: Masooma Ali Take me to my town I have...

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The Girl Frequenting My Dreams

Moyeen·June 22, 2021

The Girl Frequenting My Dreams written by: Moyeen @MoyeenVn23 The nights when they dawn upon me. Dreams...

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A Dust (Disarray)

Alphonso S Glagbo, Jr·June 22, 2021

A Dust (Disarray) written by: Alphonso S Glagbo, Jr Where was the sun when darkness deprived me...

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Pronouned

David Lohrey·June 17, 2021

Pronouned written by: David Lohrey They is me. I am unknown. They don’t need me; I’m done....

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Paradise Lost

Lynn White·June 5, 2021

Paradise Lost written by: Lynn White It was paradise, a perfect life in the sunshine for the...

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Time Lost

Jaya Avendel·May 27, 2021

Time Lost written by: Jaya Avendel @AvendelJaya Let us make ourselves hungry by Watching cooking shows. The...

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Over The Moon

Rekha Rajgopal·May 14, 2021

Over The Moon written by: Rekha Rajgopal I walked with my eyes on firm terrain lost in...

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Camouflage

Tylia Flores·May 14, 2021

Camouflage written by: Tylia Flores @stompingoncp1 Why don’t they notice me? The woman whose voice wants to...

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Quest – A Reflection in The Woods

Megha Sood·May 7, 2021

Quest – A Reflection in The Woods written by: Megha Sood @meghasood16 In that thickness of the...

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Ravaged

Jay Mora-Shihadeh·April 28, 2021

Ravaged written by: Jay Mora-Shihadeh @painterspalate That greedy glint in the eye of the fooled the eye...

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Within The Clouds of You

Emalisa Rose·April 15, 2021

Within The Clouds of You written by: Emalisa Rose monday just paraphrased sunday but somehow, i got...

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My Automobile Is a Tyrant

Joan McNerney·April 13, 2021

My Automobile Is a Tyrant written by: Joan McNerney I lost it three times in a local...

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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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