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Mango Grove

Vipanjeet Kaur·June 27, 2023

Mango Grove written by: Vipanjeet Kaur @vjpoeticmusings I look at a levelled field: a piece of land...

English Poetry

·1 min read

The Street Fair

Bruce Levine·June 21, 2023

The Street Fair written by: Bruce Levine @brucelevine19 A cool breeze Drifted through the window screen Refreshing...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Nature’s Love..!!

Monika Ajay Kaul·June 21, 2023

Nature’s Love..!! written by: Monika Ajay Kaul While this endless summertide dawdles in our memories.. Nature reposes...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Shonen to Seinen

Ben Branscombe·June 19, 2023

Shonen to Seinen written by: Ben Branscombe The lights flickered like tiny fireflies, dancing across a dead...

English Literature

·14 mins read

Dad, a short story by Emma Wells at Spillwords.com

Dad

Emma Wells·June 18, 2023

Dad written by: Emma Wells Mint and lavender tights, a sheep-wool warmth, reminds me of you. Two...

English Literature Featured Post

·4 mins read

The Sunset, The Beach, The Stars, And The Midnight Sky

Michelle Ayon Navajas·June 18, 2023

The Sunset, The Beach, The Stars, And The Midnight Sky written by: Michelle Ayon Navajas at six...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Memories That Evolved Into a Jackson Pollock Painting

Tinamarie Cox·June 17, 2023

Memories That Evolved Into a Jackson Pollock Painting written by: Tinamarie Cox @tinamarie_cox I feel the days...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Just Like Yesterday

Prakash Nagarajan·June 7, 2023

Just Like Yesterday written by: Prakash Nagarajan One more day, to my tally of years, How shall...

Poetry English

·1 min read

The Centre of My Universe

Jane Bradshaw·June 3, 2023

The Centre of My Universe written by: Jane Bradshaw One dream, one wish, an eternity of shooting...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Lines To Nowhere

Ivor Steven·June 2, 2023

Lines To Nowhere written by: Ivor Steven @ivors20 As my drapes fell open I saw a setting...

English Poetry

·1 min read

If I Had Grown Up

Introverted Thoughts·June 1, 2023

If I Had Grown Up written by: Introverted Thoughts Tortured hollows, twisted, coloured and soaked – Of...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Reflections in My Beer

Jake Cosmos Aller·May 31, 2023

Reflections in My Beer written by: Jake Cosmos Aller @aller_jake I sit staring at my beer Listening to...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Exposed

Mitch Bensel·May 26, 2023

Exposed written by: Mitch Bensel @MitchRambling My soul exposed Cages of memories shut Forced to walk into...

English Poetry

·1 min read

The Triumvirate

Keith D Guernsey·May 24, 2023

The Triumvirate written by: Keith D Guernsey @thegurns Some guy named Dickens once said “It was the...

English Literature

·4 mins read

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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