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I Am The Moon

Michael Murdoch·March 1, 2021

I Am The Moon written by: Michael Murdoch @TwistingTail The weight of importance In a tidal shift...

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Abiding Minds

Mark Tulin·January 8, 2021

Abiding Minds written by: Mark Tulin @Crow_writer At the edge of the jetty, I rest on a...

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The Tide

Sharona Reeves·December 31, 2020

The Tide written by: Sharona Reeves Emotions run with the tide. It is up to us to...

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All or Nothing

Amrita Valan·November 30, 2020

All or Nothing written by: Amrita Valan I want my love to reflect your soul I want...

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Ocean

Kate Blake·September 28, 2020

Ocean written by: Kate Blake the ocean is in constant movement currents tides and Neptune’s family it...

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Ellipse

Ken Allan Dronsfield·September 3, 2020

Ellipse written by: Ken Allan Dronsfield @KenKadfield At sunrise the heron soars effortlessly upon the breeze as...

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Diversion

Franci Eugenia Hoffman·May 27, 2020

Diversion written by: Franci Eugenia Hoffman @FranceH45083335 moon tides ebb and flow nature’s drama redefines asking for...

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Anchor

Melyssa G. Sprott·April 18, 2020

Anchor written by: Melyssa G. Sprott We drifted to distant shores tormented by the surf and sand—...

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Tidea

Any1mark·March 14, 2020

Tidea written by: Any1mark @any1mark66 Waves rise Feelings drift away Sun glistens against turquoise Breezes strip down...

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È piovuto quel giorno

Izabella T. Kostka·February 2, 2020

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Impermanent World

Sonal Singh·September 20, 2019

Impermanent World written by: Sonal Singh The sights of yesterday become memories of tomorrow. In this transient...

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The Oceans Shall Give Back What Is Ours

SmithaV·August 7, 2019

The Oceans Shall Give Back What Is Ours written by: SmithaV @SmithaVishwana4 The rains lash the city...

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Chowder

DS (Diarmuid) Maolalai·May 27, 2019

Chowder written by: DS (Diarmuid) Maolalai @diarmo1990 we decide not to have breakfast at all and instead stay...

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Set Sail

Vickie Mryczko·May 11, 2019

Set Sail written by: Vickie Mryczko @vickiemryczko My sails have finally opened. I no longer drift aimlessly,...

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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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