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The Aged

Glynn Sinclare·March 9, 2021

The Aged written by: Glynn Sinclare @chitanclare Why do we feel disconnected to humanity. The aged ask,...

English Poetry

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Battle Cry Unsung

Deryn van der Tang·March 6, 2021

Battle Cry Unsung written by: Deryn van der Tang @dvdtang1 Heroes coming home from war, Soldiers served...

Poetry English

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The Frost Desert

Simone Solito·March 2, 2021

The Frost Desert written by: Simone Solito Adverse wind in a sandstorm, how much frost Frost in...

Poetry English

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My Darling

Jeff Flaig·March 1, 2021

My Darling written by: Jeff Flaig Tears bled like a gaping wound And my eyes, a blue...

English Poetry

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Here’s To The Peare That Shakes

Wolfgang H.·February 24, 2021

Here’s To The Peare That Shakes written by: Wolfgang H. If love’s labours lost save your efforts...

Poetry English

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Sir Robin

Jay Mora-Shihadeh·January 30, 2021

Sir Robin written by: Jay Mora-Shihadeh @painterspalate I get lost in the quantum I retract to the...

English Poetry

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Black Dog Day

Wizz Inasia·January 20, 2021

Black Dog Day written by: Wizz Inasia When you open the curtains and the sun don’t shine,...

Poetry English

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Lamppost

Sujatha Warrier·January 18, 2021

Lamppost written by: Sujatha Warrier @SujathaWarrier I could see the light in the night, but not the...

Poetry English

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Black Hail

Peter Farrar·January 11, 2021

Black Hail written by: Peter Farrar The rains broke but it was too late. They’d approached from...

Literature English

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The Way I See It

Godfrey Holy·January 4, 2021

The Way I See It written by: Godfrey Holy our hell has found a voice we are...

Poetry English

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The Lost Hunter

David Haven·January 3, 2021

The Lost Hunter A Winter Ghost Poem written by: David Haven @HavenDave1 Snow has fallen on a...

English Featured Post Poetry

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The Christmas Gift

James Walmsley·December 25, 2020

The Christmas Gift written by: James Walmsley As I tread through snow so deep I wonder who...

Poetry English Christmas

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Child Cymbals Firecrackers

Dah·December 2, 2020

Child Cymbals Firecrackers written by: Dah @dahlusion A dragon floats down the street undulating above three men...

English Poetry

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Crumbled

M. Abhinita·November 28, 2020

Crumbled written by: M. Abhinita @AbhinitaMohanty Tired of immortality, Dorian Grey sought, To go for a haunt...

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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