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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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You Only See

Brad Osborne·January 6, 2020

You Only See written by: Brad Osborne You only see what I want you to see The...

English Poetry

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Piercing

Eliza Segiet·October 29, 2019

Poetry Polish Halloween English International

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Nightlight

Tina Privitera-Reynolds·October 26, 2019

Nightlight written by: Tina Privitera-Reynolds Boogeymen and witches, Nosferatus and gnome goblins, And wraiths that wispy slink...

English Poetry Halloween

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Spooky Festivities

Franci Eugenia Hoffman·October 24, 2019

Spooky Festivities written by: Franci Eugenia Hoffman @FranceH45083335 Oh, the wind how it wails a lonely dog...

Poetry Halloween English

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The Old Mill

Polly Oliver·October 20, 2019

The Old Mill written by: Polly Oliver The shadows are lengthening And with this, comes a dampening...

Halloween English Poetry

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All Hallows’ Eve History

Sharona Reeves·October 19, 2019

All Hallows’ Eve History written by: Sharona Reeves All Hallows’ Eve has History Samhain festival 18th century...

Poetry Halloween English

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Watching Candles Burn

Mark Tulin·October 11, 2019

Watching Candles Burn written by: Mark Tulin @Crow_writer I know my mother’s here by her presence in...

English Poetry

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Encroaching Weeds

Randal A. Burd, Jr.·September 27, 2019

Encroaching Weeds written by: Randal A. Burd, Jr. @COLONELRANDAL She’d not allow encroaching weeds Among the flowers...

English Poetry

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Moon Song

Tanya Rakh·August 12, 2019

Moon Song written by: Godfrey Holy and Tanya Rakh it breaks the mad planet upside down it...

English Poetry

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THE SHADOW STEALER

Dilip Mohapatra·August 2, 2019

THE SHADOW STEALER written by: Dilip Mohapatra @dilipmo Come let me take you on a guided tour of...

Poetry English

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In A Square Circle

Ionuţ Calotă·August 2, 2019

In A Square Circle written by: Ionuţ Calotă I wake up scared at night and hesitatingly open...

Poetry English

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Ode To Night

Philip Galfano·July 20, 2019

Ode To Night written by: Philip Galfano You always come down to breathe over my weakened body...

Poetry English

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DEMISE

Steven Fortune·July 18, 2019

DEMISE written by: Steven Fortune Demise of my eyes Census-takers of the senses Who among you wears...

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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