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Uncle Ben

Harold Stetler·December 12, 2023

Uncle Ben written by: Harold Stetler I miss my Uncle Ben I miss him every day I...

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Rest in Peace

Lynda Lee·July 28, 2023

Rest in Peace written by: Lynda Lee Weekend morning drinking coffee thumbing through a Sunday sheet. A...

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Pieces of Peace

Enoble Asuquo·July 21, 2023

Pieces of Peace written by: Enoble Asuquo Pain is motion, pleasure too, and emotions are activities, peace...

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Nothing When in Doubt Do

Anna Bivens·September 29, 2022

Nothing When in Doubt Do written by: Anna Bivens rounder belly grows, weigh heavy, though much less...

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RIP, a poem by Gina Carrillo at Spillwords.com

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Gina Carrillo·September 17, 2022

RIP written by: Gina Carrillo R.I.P. to the old me The one quiet and reserved When you...

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Justifying You

Don Knowles·July 10, 2022

Justifying You written by: Don Knowles @DonKnowles3 I said to him Don’t we have such a glorious...

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Daylight Moon, poetry written by James Bell at Spillwords.com

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huntersjames·February 21, 2022

RIP written by: Huntersjames @goatrodeo11 Old postcards never addressed What ails us doctor? Never been this sad...

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Golden Girl

Robyn MacKinnon·January 9, 2022

Golden Girl written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat watching Golden Girls Thank you for being a friend was...

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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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Uncle Ben

Rest in Peace

Pieces of Peace

Nothing When in Doubt Do

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Justifying You

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Golden Girl

To Grandmother’s House

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A Little Book About Trees – by Tim Burr

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Box or an Urn

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