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Shrine

Melyssa G. Sprott·June 12, 2021

Shrine written by: Melyssa G. Sprott Tongue rusts in his mouth. Not a raw whisper to bare,...

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Love is Always a Good Choice

Norberto Franco Cisneros·May 27, 2021

Love is Always a Good Choice written by: Norberto Franco Cisneros Love that at a distance seemed...

English Poetry

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Deforestation

Adithya Patil·May 22, 2021

Deforestation written by: Adithya Patil There are no trees in this poem. No plants, no saplings. Nothing...

English Poetry

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Funeral of Words

Gabriela Docan·May 17, 2021

Funeral of Words written by: Gabriela Docan So many words died unlistened to, sucked in a vacuum...

Poetry English

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Spitting Feathers

Kim M. Russell·May 12, 2021

Spitting Feathers written by: Kim M. Russell @kim88110 Between shingle beach and salty lagoon, marsh and reed...

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Mommy

Brad Osborne·May 9, 2021

Mommy written by: Brad Osborne Mother’s Day was coming And the young lad all but naught Not...

Poetry English

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Wyzwanie

Józefa Ślusarczyk-Latos·May 6, 2021

Wyzwanie written by: Józefa Ślusarczyk-Latos Poetka nie rozbiera się do naga nie wychodzi na wybieg nie pozuje...

International Poetry Polish

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I Have Something To Say

Jessica Moore·May 4, 2021

I Have Something To Say written by: Jessica Moore I tell you that I need to talk...

Poetry English

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The Red Lights

Andrew Ndambuki·April 17, 2021

The Red Lights written by: Andrew Ndambuki @ndambuki_andrew I am lost for words. Yesterday’s uncle is your...

English Poetry

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As A Cult

Prince Des Mots·April 14, 2021

As A Cult written by: Prince Des Mots @PrinceMots14 I am here searching for infinity In the...

English Poetry

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Where Nowhere Goes

Alan David Gould·April 7, 2021

Where Nowhere Goes written by: Alan David Gould That having had a connection with you at all...

English Poetry

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Seven Types of Ambiguity

Ampat Varghese Koshy·April 2, 2021

Seven Types of Ambiguity written by: Ampat Varghese Koshy Love must be erotic and lustful Love of...

Poetry English

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Who Hears Me

Ivor Steven·March 30, 2021

Who Hears Me written by: Ivor Steven @ivors20 My ears are funnels But I do not want...

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The Ballad of Ned

Annette Tarpley·March 25, 2021

The Ballad of Ned written by: Annette Tarpley Long ago, and oh so far away, in the...

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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