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Suffering Pleasure

Judge Burdon·June 28, 2025

Suffering Pleasure written by: Judge Burdon - Darkness had punched the time clock showing up to work the night shift...

Literature English

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A Year After Writing My First Poem

MK Kuol·June 26, 2025

A Year After Writing My First Poem written by: MK Kuol that murky night, that murky night—hours...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Walking in the Park

Roger Turner·June 24, 2025

Walking in The Park written by: Roger Turner “Hey mister, how you doing?” “Do you need a...

English Poetry

·3 mins read

Mr. Clerk

Uchechukwu Onyedikam·June 23, 2025

Mr. Clerk written by: Uchechukwu Onyedikam I opened up my hands wide scatter regrets in the hot...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Nothing Found

Diana Nuhu·June 23, 2025

Nothing Found written by: Diana Nuhu There are people, then there’s that one person. Doesn’t come like...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Wave to the Lady in the Electric Wheelchair

Jan Sargeant·June 16, 2025

Wave to the Lady in the Electric Wheelchair written by: Jan Sargeant watch that space between the...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Beloved

K. Fern Lauth·June 7, 2025

Beloved written by: K. Fern Lauth Tell me Of the colors you hear The taste of her...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Traversing Time

Anthony John Ward·June 5, 2025

Traversing Time written by: Anthony John Ward You arrived in the world with far to go, When...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Tiwa Savage

Abraham Oluwafemi·May 1, 2025

Tiwa Savage written by: Oluwafemi Abraham A classic woman with posh, Tiwa Savage my celebrity crush. A...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Yours

Carmen Frech Oliveri·April 10, 2025

Yours written by: Carmen Frech Oliveri I refused to write you a love poem, and even when...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Last Words

Enrico Barigazzi·March 28, 2025

Last Words written by: Enrico Barigazzi Scattered letters in the mud your fingers are delving into the...

Poetry English

·1 min read

I Could Melt

Kathryn MacDonald·March 27, 2025

I Could Melt written by: Kathryn MacDonald I could melt into sand drift into Mombasa’s Sea. I...

English Poetry

·1 min read

You Can’t Ignore “The Scream”

Jane Bradshaw·March 20, 2025

You Can’t Ignore “The Scream” written by: Jane Bradshaw The Scream – a ricochet Of powerful demons...

Libra

Craig R Kirchner·March 16, 2025

Libra written by: Craig R Kirchner Your voice, perhaps the only one I heard. Yes, the one...

Poetry English

·1 min read

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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