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A Graveyard Walk

Kim M. Russell·December 2, 2021

A Graveyard Walk written by: Kim M. Russell @kim88110 A celebration before winter darkness, fingering crumbled earth...

English Haunted Holidays Featured Post Poetry

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Gentile and Jew

Eoghan Lyng·November 30, 2021

Gentile and Jew written by: Eoghan Lyng @eoghanlyng Walked in the rain to find you, Festive colours...

English Poetry

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All I Need

Gail Constable·November 26, 2021

All I Need written by: Gail Constable I want to hear the Ocean kiss the sandy Shore,...

English Poetry

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Wondering

Vincent Smith·November 20, 2021

Wondering written by: Vincent Smith @Dirteejack I lie here quietly, wondering if she sleeps, or perhaps does...

English Poetry

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My Ocean Kissed Me…

Mitch Bensel·November 18, 2021

My Ocean Kissed Me… written by: Mitch Bensel @MitchRambling walked the beach felt the sting of sand...

Poetry English

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I Miss Our Walks

Michele Cuomo·November 18, 2021

I Miss Our Walks written by: Michele Cuomo @MicheleCuomo5 and the full bellied cedar trees bathing in...

English Poetry

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Beneath A Misted Moon

John Drudge·November 17, 2021

Beneath A Misted Moon written by: John Drudge Remember When we walked forever Every day And never...

English Poetry

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The Shelter Corner

Roger Haydon·September 19, 2021

The Shelter Corner written by: Roger Haydon @blueskyabove The news came not long after breakfast. A phone...

Literature English

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Walked To Death

Ash Douglas·September 2, 2021

Walked To Death written by: Ash Douglas @The_PunAsher It was as midnight as midnight could be that...

English Poetry Featured Post

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I Am Gone Home

Cary Chrysler (skyinthegrass)·August 20, 2021

I Am Gone Home written by: Cary Chrysler (skyinthegrass) @skyinthegrass Bereft of words, Symbols of meaning. They...

Poetry English

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Confidante Mystics

Arif Ajmi·July 27, 2021

Confidante Mystics written by: Arif Ajmi Blare hymns have subdued and we set on the habitual walk....

Poetry English

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Viscum Album

Nigel de Costa·July 21, 2021

Viscum Album written by: Nigel de Costa The November sun, low at this time, backlights the beeches...

English Poetry

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Evening Walk

Glynn Sinclare·June 30, 2021

Evening Walk written by: Glynn Sinclare @chitanclare Evening walk on empty streets. A ghostlike figure, furtive in...

English Poetry

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He Said “I Knew You Would Make It”

Sophia Lorena Benjamin·June 29, 2021

He Said “I Knew You Would Make It” written by: Sophia Lorena Benjamin A dark narrow hollow...

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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