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Let The Children Be Children

Ameena k.g·April 6, 2017

Let the children be children written by: Ameena k.g @wordsofaRandom I Wish there was more I could...

Poetry English

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I Do Declare

Anne G·March 25, 2017

I Do Declare written by: Anne G @TheInkTruth I do declare War on, inequality racialism bigotry and...

Fallen Soldiers

Brian Wayne Smith·March 22, 2017

Fallen Soldiers written by: Brian Wayne Smith @briansmith3575 Army cries Battle wounds Soldiers die Where are the...

Poetry English

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INTO DARK

Greg Gieske·March 21, 2017

INTO DARK written by: Greg Gieske @greg.gieske.photography Who dares venture into Dark? No man asks to go....

English Poetry

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Somalia’s Salty Dahlia

Geovanni Villafañe·March 8, 2017

Somalia’s Salty Dahlia written by: Geovanni Villafañe @RezZureKtedPoeT Somalia, like most distressed nations, consists of more famines...

Poetry Spilled History English

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Lead Skies

Beth Tremaglio·February 17, 2017

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: This is the 8th poem in this series and I appreciate everyone who takes...

Featured Post Voices on Skin Beth Tremaglio Poetry English

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Sudan For The Everyman

Geovanni Villafañe·February 13, 2017

Sudan For The Everyman written by: Geovanni Villafañe @RezZureKtedPoeT Famines of today as to that of the...

Spilled History English Poetry

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Love Is A War

PYG's Whisper·January 28, 2017

Love Is A War written by: PYG’s Whisper @YounggiePYG There is something that I can’t understand Something...

Poetry English

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Afghanistan Sniper

Stanley Wilkin·January 12, 2017

Afghanistan Sniper written by: Stanley Wilkin @catalhuyuk 1. The sun was maliciously hot that day in June....

Poetry English

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Human Shield

Katie Lewington·January 9, 2017

Human Shield written by: Katie Lewington @lewington_katie Innocence must now be called defence as if once again...

English Poetry

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For That Little Angel In Aleppo

Jon Page Acabo·January 9, 2017

For that Little Angel in Aleppo written by: Jon Page Acabo @jonpage11 She was trying to taste...

English Poetry

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Tormentors

Stanley Wilkin·December 29, 2016

Tormentors written by: Stanley Wilkin @catalhuyuk The sun flashed into his eyes as he peered out of...

English Literature

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The Eternal Watch

RayFed·December 15, 2016

The Eternal Watch written by: RayFed @MrRayFed I stand here on my hill, a specter caught in worlds...

English Poetry

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Remembrance Reality

Nobby66·December 12, 2016

Remembrance Reality written by: Nobby66 @douglas97_s Got out of bed, shaved my bald head, suited booted, not...

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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