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The Teahouse of Criminal Intent

Dick Noble·August 4, 2023

The Teahouse of Criminal Intent written by: Richard Bishop @rbbishopwriter If you took Route Twelve going west...

Literature English

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Love and Time

Gabriella Balcom·May 22, 2023

Love and Time written by: Gabriella Balcom Biting her lip, Kryssi stared at the river but kept...

Literature English

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Doomed for Destruction

Susan Glamuzina·May 13, 2023

Doomed for Destruction written by: Susan Glamuzina He walked under the ladder when he saw the black...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Drowning

Jim Bates·April 15, 2023

Drowning written by: Jim Bates “You kids be careful,” my aunt called to us as we raced...

English Literature Featured Post

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Girl, Recognize Your Strength

Chandrika R Krishnan·April 3, 2023

Girl, Recognize Your Strength written by: Chandrika R Krishnan @chandrikakris1 Girl, Recognize your strength. You are just...

Poetry English

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Unbridled

Dilip Mohapatra·March 18, 2023

Unbridled written by: Dilip Mohapatra @dilipmo Thank you for infusing in me your intelligence that some call artificial...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Let Us Play Chess

Simona Prilogan·March 2, 2023

Let Us Play Chess written by: Simona Prilogan Let us play chess, Blue often says While gathering...

English Poetry

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A Bird of a Rare Species

Kalpna Singh-Chitnis·February 15, 2023

A Bird of a Rare Species written by: Kalpna Singh-Chitnis @AccessKalpna The rules set for us by...

English Poetry

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A Walk After Dark

Spillwords·February 5, 2023

A Walk After Dark a poem by: W H Auden A cloudless night like this Can set...

Literary Greats English Poetry

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The Cops are Always Here

Gabriel Bates·December 8, 2022

the cops are always here written by: Gabriel Bates they come to the apartment complex almost weekly....

Poetry English

·1 min read

Stop Calling Me By Your Name

David Lohrey·October 20, 2022

Stop Calling Me by Your Name written by: David Lohrey Halloween is not the time to start hugging...

English Poetry Halloween

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The Coliseum

Spillwords·September 11, 2022

The Coliseum a poem by Edgar Allan Poe Type of the antique Rome! Rich reliquary Of lofty...

Literary Greats English Poetry

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Llanto

Jose A Gomez·June 12, 2022

Llanto written by: José A Gómez Quiero ser parte de ese llanto y compartir las penas y...

Jose A Gomez Spanish Poetry

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The Rules

Eliza Segiet·May 18, 2022

The Rules written by: Eliza Segiet translated by: Ula de B. It might not be easy to...

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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