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Broken Muse Talks

John Chinaka Onyeche Ajc·November 11, 2021

Broken Muse Talks written by: John Chinaka Onyeche @Apostlejohnchin If I could have grown wings I would...

English Poetry

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Ode To Halloween

Franci Eugenia Hoffman·October 22, 2021

Ode To Halloween written by: Franci Eugenia Hoffman @FranceH45083335 Once upon a spooky Halloween nightmares consume sweet...

Poetry Halloween English

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Sacred Womb

Afraaz Mulji·October 4, 2021

Sacred Womb written by: Afraaz Mulji @AfraazMulji What I wish to render can only be communicated with...

Poetry English

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An Excursion With I

Vandana Saxena·October 3, 2021

An Excursion With I written by: Vandana Saxena @Vandanas_pen Weary of my mundane routine, I stole a...

English Poetry

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We Cannot Hear The Sleep Of Words

Jim Bellamy·September 27, 2021

we cannot hear the sleep of words written by: Jim Bellamy We cannot hear the sleep of...

Poetry English

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Lęk

Mirosława Stojak·September 26, 2021

Lęk written by: Mirosława Stojak Nie śpię Boję się słów które jutro usłyszę Piasek w głowie Nie...

Poetry Polish International

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Musa

Carmen Frech Oliveri·September 23, 2021

Musa written by: Carmen Frech Oliveri Cuando la mente fecunda te encuentra, vestida de girasoles, tus brazos...

Spanish Poetry

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A Breath of Gale

Sajid Hussain·September 16, 2021

A Breath of Gale written by: Dr. Sajid Hussain From a shallow unerring perception of shy whispering,...

English Poetry

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They Shoot Poets, Don’t They?

David R Mellor·September 5, 2021

They Shoot Poets, Don’t They? written by: David R Mellor For the poet Abdullah Atefi killed by...

Beijo Que Não Chega

J. Maciel Costa·September 5, 2021

Beijo que não chega written by: J. Maciel Costa Cai o melhor pedaço do céu: Inquieto e...

International Portuguese Poetry

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Halls of Heroes

Verona Jones·August 30, 2021

Halls of Heroes written by: Verona Jones @VeronaJ57 Silent statues stand cold and dead, metal bodies of all...

Poetry English

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This Dangerous Silence

John Sweet·August 26, 2021

This Dangerous Silence written by: John Sweet my hands will learn kindness if that’s what it takes...

Poetry English

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Unheard

Tiyasha Khanra·August 11, 2021

Unheard written by: Tiyasha Khanra @Laden010 When you’ll start speaking, 60% will ignore you, 30% will not...

English Poetry

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Cocoon

Julia R. DeStefano·August 10, 2021

Cocoon written by: Julia R. DeStefano @J_DeStefano It is a strange place, this doll house where the...

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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