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Change of Days

John Anthony Fingleton (Löst Viking)·September 25, 2020

Change of Days written by: John Anthony Fingleton (Löst Viking) The days were declining fast – It...

English Poetry

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Changing Shifts

Monica St Hillaire·September 25, 2020

Changing Shifts written by: Monica St Hillaire @MonicaHillaire At daylight’s onset; Owl retreats to Robin’s chirp, Sunbeam...

Poetry English

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One Day

C.R. Daugherty·September 9, 2020

One Day written by: C.R. Daugherty Beneath a sky of greymaulkin a shroud Arise our sun in...

English Poetry

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Midnight Sun

Cristina Munoz·August 26, 2020

Midnight Sun written by: Cristina Munoz @cristinamunoz8 under a midnight sun how calm life must be for...

Poetry English

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Running Into The Sunrise

JPK·August 13, 2020

Running Into The Sunrise written by: JPK It’s cold in the hour before dawn. Morning mist is...

The Settings of The Sun

Andrea Myinga·July 29, 2020

The Settings of The Sun written by: Andrea Myinga Time is so gracious not, Those jiffies, it...

English Poetry

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Naturaleza En Concierto

Jose A Gomez·July 26, 2020

Naturaleza En Concierto written by: José A Gómez Así fue como sucedió la luna se acomodaba, cuando...

Jose A Gomez Spanish Poetry

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Delaware Sheets

Eric Robert Nolan·July 25, 2020

Delaware Sheets written by: Eric Robert Nolan Sharon lies, a sylph amid the sheets in our room...

English Poetry

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Summer Solstice Heat Wave

Robyn MacKinnon·July 19, 2020

Summer Solstice Heat Wave written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat Solstice 🌞 ….. the longest just like that…...

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Sun Bright/Sunburn

Glenn Bresciani·July 17, 2020

Sun Bright/Sunburn written by: Glenn Bresciani I hate sunlight. It burns my face. The lifeforms scurrying over...

English Literature

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Siete Clavos

Francisco Bravo Cabrera·July 12, 2020

Siete Clavos written by: Francisco Bravo Cabrera En los tiempos buenos o en los tiempos malos, parece...

Poetry Spanish

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State of The World

Robyn MacKinnon·July 12, 2020

State of The World written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat confused. It’s just like is shining, and it’s...

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Empty Bedrooms, a poem written by Ricky Hawthorne at Spillwords.com

Empty Bedroooms

Ricky Hawthorne·July 10, 2020

Empty Bedrooms written by: Ricky Hawthorne @searsjames I saw you The bedroom door was ajar Their bedroom...

Poetry English

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La Calle Del Sol

Jose A Gomez·June 17, 2020

La Calle Del Sol Decima written by: José A Gómez En la calle del Sol Se encontraron...

Poetry Jose A Gomez Spanish

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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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