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Dirty realism, grunge lit, creative confessions, speculative fiction, and assorted literary atrocities
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Count with me the days I’m able to deny that you died
Count with me the days I’m able to deny that you died
Right now I don’t think I could write a eulogy. They should know — and maybe they do but avoid and pretend — That denial can be close to…
Asterion
Aug 4
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
A poem
Fernando Munaretti
Aug 4
Unrest
Unrest
A poem —
Joe Glacken
Aug 3
The Golden Cow
The Golden Cow
—
Jozef Cain
Aug 2
Jumper Cables On The Sun
Jumper Cables On The Sun
Free verse poetry
LIN
Aug 2
Old Glory
Old Glory
On neither wrong nor right
Logophobic
Aug 2
Everything was misplaced
Everything was misplaced
I wanted to bend her eyebrow
Roxanne Byrne
Aug 2
As monstrous and ungodly as the truth
As monstrous and ungodly as the truth
you would not believe the irregular feeding schedules it takes to maintain a monstrous lie
Yale Bowman - (Chronic Wellness)
Aug 1
Poem: Trough of Growth
Poem: Trough of Growth
Trough of Growth
Morgan Lahm
Aug 1
As my Artist Mother used to say, “Sign your Work!”
As my Artist Mother used to say, “Sign your Work!”
A poem for creatives all over this beautiful world…
Daniel’s Poems
Aug 1
london // bulldog // murder
london // bulldog // murder
a short story.
Tom S // ☮ Free World Fiction ☮
Aug 1
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