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The Red Wheelbarrow

Spillwords·August 2, 2020

The Red Wheelbarrow a poem by: William Carlos Williams so much depends upon a red wheel barrow...

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Dappled

TheHumanAnvil·July 31, 2020

Dappled written by: THEHUMANANVIL @TheHumanAnvil If I could Split myself In two pieces Of anarchy Which part...

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This Late Spring Morning…

Jan Smith·July 30, 2020

This Late Spring Morning… written by: Jan Smith @JanSmithNL This late spring morning she is sipping tea...

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Blue Screen Night Shift

Robyn MacKinnon·July 26, 2020

Blue Screen Night Shift written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat another blue screen Working the nocturnal shift making...

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Spider’s Artwork

Martina Rimbaldo·July 23, 2020

Spider’s Artwork written by: Martina Rimbaldo @MartinaRimbaldo Between the rusty steel my eye allured by a spark...

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My Necessary Coffee

Jose A. Tovar·July 20, 2020

My Necessary Coffee written by: Jose A. Tovar Your morning poetry is my necessary coffee: it awakens...

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George Floyd

Robbie Pruitt·July 20, 2020

George Floyd written by: Robbie Pruitt @robbiepruitt I will not be silent given I can breathe the...

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A Goodbye

Agaphy·July 20, 2020

A Goodbye written by: Agaphy @agm250 summer winds— move back and forth palm branches...

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Summer Solstice Heat Wave

Robyn MacKinnon·July 19, 2020

Summer Solstice Heat Wave written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat Solstice 🌞 ….. the longest just like that…...

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Quilting Bee

Jaya Avendel·July 15, 2020

Quilting Bee written by: Jaya Avendel @AvendelJaya A gaping hole of Dreams and morals Lies between us...

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A Sure Sign of Spring

Linda Marie Hilton·July 15, 2020

A Sure Sign of Spring written by: Linda Marie Hilton cheery cherry blooms against an azure sky...

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Police Count

Susan N Aassahde·July 13, 2020

Police Count written by: Susan N Aassahde @poetry_curfew coconut tomato dune Kingfisher chataux snout bramble grape...

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State of The World

Robyn MacKinnon·July 12, 2020

State of The World written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat confused. It’s just like is shining, and it’s...

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Deed of The DNA

Monica St Hillaire·July 11, 2020

Deed of The DNA written by: Monica St Hillaire Court session commenced, Dressed lie stripped by naked...

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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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