Inner Direction, a Poem by Stephanie Ross
sitting in this soft world to listen
my senses draw inward bringing
a blanket of quiet under a night sky...
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Aug 234 min
Mother's Day, a Short Story by Kenneth M. Kapp
Old age does have its perks. I don’t have to take off my shoes going through security when I fly.
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Aug 163 min
The Art of Dying, a Poem by Mark James Trisko
Let me be remembered,
not because of what I did or didn’t do,
not for what I said or didn’t say,
not for how much money I earned,
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Aug 92 min
A Hill of Beans, a Poem by Robert Nersesian
“Private!” I yelled.
Midland: “What did you call me?”
“Private Foster. I’m your sergeant. You’re not near Midland. You’re in Iraq.”
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Aug 22 min
Deep in Dolpo, a Poem by Bhuwan Thapaliya
“As a child, I never imagined that one day I would see the Mountain devoid of snow and I don’t know when will I see the musk deer and the...
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