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Takes Time

SMiles·April 7, 2018

Takes Time written by: SMiles @stephenmiles2 Help dance the water from my eyes embrace this lifeless tango...

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Awaiting

Any1mark·April 7, 2018

Awaiting written by: Any1mark @any1mark66 Twilight calls softly Yellow pales, corroding to orange Breezes summon a chill...

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Pollute

G. Rod Hamilton·April 6, 2018

Pollute written by: Rando Mithlo @Rodhnoe I’ve come for the blue sky warmth Get farther from the...

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Aeroplane Emptiness

Eoghan Lyng·April 5, 2018

Aeroplane Emptiness written by: Eoghan Lyng @eoghanlyng Another number is ripped from the paper I ripped, Placing...

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Me And I

Tinashe Muza·March 29, 2018

Me and I written by: Tinashe Muza Am I I? Is this me? Who else would it...

English Poetry

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Shells

Angie Brocker·March 22, 2018

Shells written by: Angie Brocker @angie_brocker She cried as she heard the news Happy tears at first,...

English Poetry

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IGOR’S DREAM

Dilip Mohapatra·March 20, 2018

IGOR’S DREAM written by: Dilip Mohapatra @dilipmo As the foundation stone of the Space Nation with the data...

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POISON

Madhumita Bhattacharjee Nayyar·March 15, 2018

POISON written by: Madhumita @madhumita6 Not everyone deserves love and affections from me but you, Of all...

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DREAMING IN MY DOORWAY

Dr. Nikhat Bano·March 13, 2018

DREAMING IN MY DOORWAY written by: Dr. Nikhat Bano Lost in my thoughts, dreaming about you; With...

Poetry English

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Poetry (What Are You?)

hedgehog·March 9, 2018

Poetry (what are you?) written by: hedgehog Poetry, what are you? Are you a tree that all...

English Poetry

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Sleeping Man

Dru Free·March 6, 2018

Sleeping Man written by: Dru Free @Dru131 Those nights seem kind starry rayed eyed rebellion your embrace...

English Poetry

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Inquietud

Jose A Gomez·March 3, 2018

Inquietud a poem written by: José A Gómez ¿Por qué zumban mis oídos?, ¡que me inquieta y...

Jose A Gomez Spanish Poetry

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Met A Majesty

huntersjames·February 22, 2018

Met a Majesty written by: huntersjames @huntersjames Sometimes a ghost comes talks with me Sometimes more than...

English Poetry

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Roger

James Gabriel·February 20, 2018

Roger written by: James Gabriel @James_Gabriel1 The blackout, from a blown transformer, going on an hour. Roger...

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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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