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The Bridge

James Marchiori·October 13, 2021

The Bridge written by: James Marchiori @DJames1821 It’s morning, isn’t it? Yeah, the classic morning to think,...

English Literature

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Ocean Restoration

Kelli J Gavin·December 4, 2019

Ocean Restoration written by: Kelli J Gavin @KelliJGavin The only hit I have ever welcomed was the...

Poetry English

·1 min read

I Know, Firsthand

Greg Massey·December 7, 2017

I Know, Firsthand written by: Greg Massey @PoemCrafter I know, firsthand, how one life can destroy another....

English Poetry

·1 min read

Return To Eden

Robbie Pruitt·April 12, 2017

Return to Eden written by: Robbie Pruitt @robbiepruitt Return to peace to blossoms and forests grace and...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Restauración

La Fata Morgana·February 7, 2017

Restauración written by: La Fata Morgana @lafatamorgana_ Sonrisas caducas por el tiempo almacenes de nostalgias de efímeras...

Poetry Spanish

·1 min 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 ...

Features

Barney and His Angel

To Grandmother’s House

The Visit

Interviews

Spotlight On Writers – Maliya Denise Wilmore

Spotlight On Writers – John Neff

Interview Q&A With P.A. O’Neil

Barney and His Angel

The Longest Night

Psycho at The Northern Lights

Whispers

Earth’s Letter to Humanity

Letting Go!

The Manger Maker

Refuge

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The Bridge

Ocean Restoration

I Know, Firsthand

Return To Eden

Restauración

Hymn Of The Eternal Feast

AAEVEYN ULLOVTO’s Scrabbled Psyche

To Grandmother’s House

Breakfast on the Beach

The Visit

The Christmas Figure is Unmoved

A Strange Place

A Bead of Ice

Sygnatariusze Listów do Gwiazd

Success Despite Childhood Trauma

2AM Thoughts

A Silent Existence