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I Like My Body When It Is With Your

Spillwords·May 23, 2021

I Like My Body When It Is With Your a poem by E.E. Cummings i like my...

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You Are Enough

Jess Greenwood·February 8, 2021

You Are Enough written by: Jess Greenwood When something starts to happen And the things of life...

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Butterflies

John Drudge·December 30, 2020

Butterflies written by: John Drudge I stand at the door And knock A sharp step clatters On...

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By The Meander!

Christina Lawrence·November 26, 2020

By The Meander! written by: Christina Lawrence By the meander, She laid her head gently, On turf....

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The Birds At Night

Jessica Helen Brant·June 5, 2020

The Birds At Night written by: Jessica Helen Brant An intruder squats on a dream— luring in...

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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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You Are Enough

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By The Meander!

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