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Blue Plastic Pool

Kelli J Gavin·October 16, 2019

Blue Plastic Pool written by: Kelli J Gavin @KelliJGavin My mother sat for hours in the front...

English Poetry

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Watching Candles Burn

Mark Tulin·October 11, 2019

Watching Candles Burn written by: Mark Tulin @Crow_writer I know my mother’s here by her presence in...

English Poetry

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Wait

Aditi Dwivedi·October 7, 2019

Wait written by: Aditi Dwivedi I enter the kitchen, barefoot. The cold floor forces my toes to...

Poetry English

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Riding Shotgun

Roger Turner·September 28, 2019

Riding Shotgun written by: Roger Turner @titansdad I remember riding shotgun between my ma and pa mom...

Poetry English

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Sugie, When You Coming to get that Turkey?

Louis Gallo·September 25, 2019

Sugie, When You Coming to get that Turkey? written by: Louis Gallo SUGIE, WHEN YOU COMING TO...

English Poetry

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Mamma Told Me

Dianne Moritz·September 23, 2019

Mamma Told Me written by: Dianne Moritz There’re no good men out there, Mamma said, then remembers...

English Literature

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Magellan

Kushal Poddar·September 21, 2019

Magellan written by: Kushal Poddar @Kushalpoe Mother rolls a flat bread. It expands. It forges a planet....

Poetry English

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Early Morning

Cendrine Marrouat·August 12, 2019

Early Morning written by: Cendrine Marrouat @cendrinemedia A damaged cover challenges oblivion; mom’s voice fills the room....

Poetry English

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Everything I AM

Debra Sasak Ross·August 8, 2019

Everything I Am written by: Debra Sasak Ross I want to write something beautiful for you, But...

Poetry English

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Abduction

Michal Reibenbach·July 25, 2019

Abduction written by: Michal Reibenbach The first time Carl tells me about ‘abducting’ his baby girl from...

English Literature

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Mama

Sharona Reeves·July 11, 2019

Mama written by: Sharona Reeves I thought to myself what if today is my last day? Have...

Poetry English

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Hide and Seek

Mike Kanner·July 6, 2019

Hide and Seek written by: Mike Kanner @MDKanner “Mama, how long do we have to hide?” “Quiet,...

Literature English

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The Love of A Mother

Marian Wood·June 25, 2019

The Love of A Mother written by: Marian Wood @EyeOfMazz Our roots are deep just like my...

Poetry English

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Unbound Ties

Mary Ellen Gambutti·May 25, 2019

Unbound Ties written by: Mary Ellen Gambutti @melcmg The dad takes scores of photos of his charming,...

Literature 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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