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In The Sky

Genie Nakano·May 15, 2018

in the sky written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini magic butterfly a flower in the sky as I...

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Flame Of The Night

LadyLily·May 14, 2018

Flame Of The Night written by: LadyLily @AFairymary A pearl candle gulps, flirts, dances the flamenco, flashing...

English Poetry

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The Grass Is Green

Genie Nakano·March 27, 2018

The Grass is Green written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini looking at my hand the lines and crevices...

English Poetry

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May Day

Tim Gardiner·March 25, 2018

May Day written by: Tim Gardiner @timgardiner3 as she sleeps so many questions on 34th Street… answers...

Spilled History Poetry English

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Meditation Meltdown

Genie Nakano·February 15, 2018

Meditation Meltdown written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini melting down the yellow chakra I care less and less...

Poetry English

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Home

Keith Lawrence·December 28, 2017

Home written by: Keith Lawrence @sparkykeeef I am not at home although born to this city a...

Poetry English

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3:30 AM

Genie Nakano·December 26, 2017

3:30 AM written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini something of beauty yet not beautiful an old woman who...

English Poetry

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Mood Indigo

Genie Nakano·December 7, 2017

Mood Indigo written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini Indigo sky above with a sliver of a crescent moon—-...

Poetry English

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Tick Tock

Genie Nakano·November 19, 2017

tick tock written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini a storm knocked out all lights sitting in darkness the...

Poetry English

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Eclipsed

Genie Nakano·November 1, 2017

Eclipsed written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini the sun hidden in her pocket she carries a knapsack filled...

Poetry English

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Cacophony Of Halloween

Storyteller·October 29, 2017

Cacophony of Halloween written by: Storyteller @psstoryteller witches on their brooms riding into the darkness din of...

Poetry Halloween English

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October

Genie Nakano·October 13, 2017

October written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini A depression sets in every October. This is the month my...

Poetry English

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Sentry

Sergio A. Ortiz·October 12, 2017

sentry written by: Sergio A. Ortiz @Saore nowhere left to look the rain cleared the way no...

English Poetry

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Flower

Genie Nakano·September 24, 2017

Flower written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini She is a flower searching for fertile ground standing in “mountain...

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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