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There She Is

Magdalena Podobińska·May 21, 2020

There She Is written by: Magdalena Podobińska So there she is Standing in the rain All wet It...

Poetry English

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Let Me Not To The Dissolution Of False Minds

thePoeticpiper·May 20, 2020

LET ME NOT TO THE DISSOLUTION OF FALSE MINDS written by: thePoeticpiper @thePoeticpiper Let me not to...

Poetry English

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The Veil of Happiness

Ximena Escobar·February 22, 2020

The Veil of Happiness written by: Ximena Escobar @laximenin the water veiling her gaze was home, not...

One Last Goodbye

Hazel Leonard·February 22, 2020

One Last Goodbye written by: Hazel Leonard Our last journey was on a cold July morning, All...

Poetry English

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The Swan

Maria Dulce Leitao Reis·February 20, 2020

The Swan written by: Maria Dulce Leitão Reis Life… Gave me beautiful moments But not always A...

English Poetry

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Glumstruck

Jason O'Toole·February 7, 2020

Glumstruck written by: Jason O’Toole First Spirit: In search of the saddest sound, I entered the Old...

English Poetry

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The Cedar Chest

Nancy Lou Henderson·January 30, 2020

The Cedar Chest written by: Nancy Lou Henderson @nlhende49 I am a unique, cedar chest. My purpose...

English Literature

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Stranger

Solomon Bukenya·January 18, 2020

Stranger written by: Solomon Bukenya Eyes have seen the fires of hell. Flames burning the last of...

English Poetry

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From Joana

Jill Sharon Kimmelman·November 29, 2019

From Joana written by: Jill Sharon Kimmelman I see you when I close my eyes the way...

English Poetry

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On Missing Yiou Too Soon, poetry by Doug Stanfield at Spillwords.com

On Missing You Too Soon

Doug Stanfield (Hemmingplay)·September 27, 2019

Saying Goodbye Part XI On Missing You Too Soon written by: Doug Stanfield (Hemmingplay) @hemmingplay I imagine...

Saying Goodbye Doug Stanfield Poetry English

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I Have My Space

Henry Bladon·September 27, 2019

I Have My Space written by: Henry Bladon I probably look pretty sad, sitting here alone in this seat,...

English Poetry

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Diagnosis

Doug Stanfield (Hemmingplay)·September 6, 2019

Saying Goodbye Part X Diagnosis written by: Doug Stanfield (Hemmingplay) @hemmingplay Until this moment, I always thought...

Poetry Saying Goodbye Doug Stanfield English

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What’s At Stake

Sergio A. Ortiz·August 29, 2019

What’s At Stake written by: Sergio A. Ortiz @Saore beyond these shores the noonday sun as harsh...

English Poetry

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…On Poetry and Fiction Just “One Word” Away (“Guilt”)

Phyllis P. Colucci·August 25, 2019

…On Poetry and Fiction Just “One Word” Away (“Guilt”) written by: Phyllis P. Colucci @FictionTarot One word becomes...

Editorial English Phyllis P. Colucci Featured Post On Poetry and Fiction

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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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