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The Day Woods/The Still Night

Julian Mann·March 29, 2021

The Day Woods/The Still Night written by: Julian Mann Day They are tired, Majesty, We walk...

Poetry English

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My Soul is Tired

Masooma Ali·March 29, 2021

My Soul is Tired written by: Masooma Ali My soul is tired Tired of this hollow man...

Poetry English

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A Siege on Sleep

Kim Smyth·December 11, 2020

A Siege on Sleep written by: Kim Smyth The nightly turmoil I’ve so come to dread At...

Poetry English

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Ghostly Satire

Ndaba Sibanda·October 23, 2020

Ghostly Satire written by: Ndaba Sibanda @loveoclockn voices stalked darkness with footsteps with whispers on Halloween chaps...

Poetry Halloween English

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Suppressed Soul

Rukhsana Ahmed·September 10, 2020

Suppressed Soul written by: Rukhsana Ahmed Not a blink, not a tear Neither a smile nor a...

English Poetry

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Let Him In

Florian Achile·September 4, 2020

Let Him In written by: Florian Achile @Florianachile My son! I heard you have been doing some...

Poetry English

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Homesick

A.S. Charly·June 26, 2020

Homesick written by: A.S. Charly Life is beautiful… but today I can’t see. I’m so tired, tired...

English Poetry

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On A Tired Housewife

Spillwords·March 8, 2020

On A Tired Housewife a poem by: Anonymous Here lies a poor woman who was always tired,...

English Literary Greats Poetry

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The Tough Ones

Parivash G·February 20, 2020

The Tough Ones written by: Parivash G Here is the truth of the matter: in the morning...

Poetry English

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Confessionals

Izabella T. Kostka·January 1, 2020

English International Poetry Polish

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Wild Geese

Mir-Yashar Seyedbagheri·November 27, 2019

Wild Geese written by: Mir-Yashar Seyedbagheri Geese rise from the campus soccer field, into the evening. Wings...

English Literature

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I Just Want To Go Home

Kara Jackman·November 5, 2019

I Just Want To Go Home written by: Kara Jackman @KaraJ1979 Front clasp Metal on metal Zipped...

Poetry English

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Fake Time

Henry Bladon·August 27, 2019

Fake Time written by: Henry Bladon set the wall clock whatever speed she wants, ...

English Poetry

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Hug Knows

Ximena Escobar·July 28, 2019

Hug Knows written by: Ximena Escobar @laximenin I know we love each other. It’s all in the...

English Poetry

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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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