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I Am Writer

Alycia Schneedle·September 8, 2023

I Am Writer written by: Alycia Schneedle @ASchneedle I am writer. Hear me roar. This blank page-...

English Poetry

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Journey

Ma. Karenina Galang Patac·August 26, 2023

Journey written by: Ma. Karenina Galang Patac When I was a child I always wanted to write...

Poetry English

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Accidental Poet

Flash·August 21, 2023

Accidental Poet written by: Flash It’s really quite a thrill, When someone smiles at what you’ve done....

Poetry English

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Doba i Wieczność

Katarzyna Dominik·August 9, 2023

Doba i Wieczność written by: Katarzyna Dominik Rano czytam twoją twarz w oknie pod drzwi podkładam poduszkę...

Poetry Polish International

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Cemetery of Sages

Leonard Ifeanyi Ugwu, Jr.·May 3, 2023

Cemetery of Sages written by: Leonard Ifeanyi Ugwu, Jr. @UgwuJr1 I mirror myself in books, In idleness,...

Poetry English

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My Pen My Spear

Ujjal Mandal·April 5, 2023

My Pen My Spear written by: Ujjal Mandal @UjjalMa09641912 I am not a writer But a ferocious...

English Poetry

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Devil Incarnate

Paula R C Readman·March 23, 2023

Devil Incarnate written by: Paula R C Readman @Darkfantasy13 In the small kitchen of our holiday cottage,...

Cryptic Recurrence

Carl "Papa" Palmer·October 18, 2022

Cryptic Recurrence written by: Carl “Papa” Palmer You’d think he’d have learned by now to take a moment...

English Poetry

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A Horizon Help

RhymeRula·August 19, 2022

A Horizon Help written by: RhymeRula @IamtheRhymeRula The dawn began spreading faster and faster Grasping a pen...

English Poetry

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Together We Can

Kawsar Khalil·May 20, 2022

Together We Can written by: Kawsar Khalil @KawsarKhalil Being a poet doesn’t mean Speaking and writing everytime...

Poetry English

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The Poet

Sharona Reeves·January 28, 2022

The Poet written by: Sharona Reeves A bared soul – the heart bleeds out through the pen...

Poetry English

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Bliss in Chaos

Sheereen Fatima·January 4, 2022

Bliss in Chaos written by: Sheereen Fatima I designed the world and people in it, away from...

English Poetry

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Ode to a New Black Ballpoint Pen

Eric Robert Nolan·November 3, 2021

Ode to a New Black Ballpoint Pen written by: Eric Robert Nolan Black liquid silk, bleed out...

Poetry English

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The Writer

Luiz Syphre·October 11, 2021

The Writer written by: Luiz Syphre @luizsyphre I swing with my mind but not with a blade...

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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