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My Mother’s Brain

My Mother’s Brain

So much paperwork as we trudge to the bitter end
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Jackie Olsen
Knocking for a Friend

Knocking for a Friend

A poem
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Edward McLaughlin
All We Want Is…

All We Want Is…

a ‘cut-up’ found poem
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Chantelle Atkins
True Love?

True Love?

Lend me your venom;  So that I may drink and be satisfied.  I am all too familiar with the pain.  Bittersweet, like the daily life of a…
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d.umebii
The future is in constant motion, a flux of possible outcomes.

The future is in constant motion, a flux of possible outcomes.

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Arthur Dewson
The Shape of Rust: Chapter 6

The Shape of Rust: Chapter 6

Sacrifice
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Abderrahman ALAMRANI
The Boy Who Stole Peter Pan’s Shadow

The Boy Who Stole Peter Pan’s Shadow

Some treasures in Neverland aren’t meant to be stolen...
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Mikain Lightning
In-between the Hush

In-between the Hush

A Poem
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Neeharika
Through Falling Skies

Through Falling Skies

A poem
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Reece Beckett
I Wish He Would

I Wish He Would

Prose poem
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Sandy Chang
The Great Content War

The Great Content War

The armed conflict of the digital age
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Tsopping Block
A pause between storms

A pause between storms

Poetry
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Madiha
Old Photos

Old Photos

A poem
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Edward McLaughlin
The Hidden Imposter

The Hidden Imposter

Poem
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Zail Dugal
Are you as scared of losing me?

Are you as scared of losing me?

Love and Poetry
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Asogwa Ebube
POLPO

POLPO

A poem
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Asterion
Migration, Movement, Metamorphosis, and Other Signs of Growth

Migration, Movement, Metamorphosis, and Other Signs of Growth

Into the light/spring & thyme, reason & rhyme
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Boots Davidovitch
Don’t Be Sorry For….

Don’t Be Sorry For….

Read this if you’ve ever said “sorry”
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teatime🫖🎀
Let’s make space

Let’s make space

Where we all feel safe
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Pen Art
I Am Made from Dust, I Am Filthy in Nature

I Am Made from Dust, I Am Filthy in Nature

My body refuses to be cleaned
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Isabela
Paper Birds

Paper Birds

Poetry
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Claudiawysocky
Would I Be Heard in Silence?

Would I Be Heard in Silence?

Poetry
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Sadie Seroxcat
A Wicked Red

A Wicked Red

A poem
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Reece Beckett
Djinn-Stone

Djinn-Stone

A poem
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Light and Paper
Cockroach Eggs of Desire

Cockroach Eggs of Desire

Poetry
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Kehinde Margret Makinde
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