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Water Roots
Water Roots
A torso in the basement filled with flowers
Roman Newell
Jul 16
Anticipatory Grief
Anticipatory Grief
A poem of inevitability and the paradoxical nature of grief.
Booboo
Jul 16
Instructions on how to Survive Basorexia
Instructions on how to Survive Basorexia
The overwhelming desire to kiss
Nicole Paton
Jul 16
The Search
The Search
Writing when it’s hard
Roman Newell
Jul 15
I Flew a Kite Around the Eiffel Tower
I Flew a Kite Around the Eiffel Tower
Reaching for light
Roman Newell
Jul 12
A Ticket to Ride
A Ticket to Ride
Morning reflections, waking lights
John Hampton (MaggotsX)
Jul 12
If I Was The Abuser
If I Was The Abuser
A lyrical prose
Javeriah Khalid
Jul 12
Writers and Drinking
Writers and Drinking
The great myth
Roman Newell
Jul 11
Coffee Shop
Coffee Shop
I never made it
Roman Newell
Jul 10
Afghanistan
Afghanistan
Reminiscences from Masum Ghar
Roman Newell
Jul 9
Contemplation
Contemplation
I think I want to not think
J.D. Harms
Jul 9
A Bottle. Empty. (Part One)
A Bottle. Empty. (Part One)
A short story with gaps — told in three parts
Ned Reckoning
Jul 9
My Scars Are My Beauty
My Scars Are My Beauty
But that doesn’t mean I’m broken…
Aurora Moon McKnight
Jul 8
Universe Reclining
Universe Reclining
Embalmed in rough debris, stag beetles as opals snap pincers, technicolor, while velvet light as liquid spills through canopies of oak and…
Mika Anderson
Jul 8
Trip
Trip
— Jökulsárlón, Iceland
Maria Nazos
Jul 8
Alien
Alien
Out of Time
Brenda
Jul 8
Trip Through The Sun
Trip Through The Sun
A lyrical prose
Javeriah Khalid
Jul 8
Maternal Fabric
Maternal Fabric
That stroke of luck An extra buck How fortunate it would be Always welcome, but never enough to comfort me As my eyes reflect painful lies…
Megan Ann
Jul 6
As far as beasts go
As far as beasts go
Well, so what if she was beautiful?
Catrina Prager
Jul 6
The Mailbox
The Mailbox
Before ego played into everything I did and waiting for acceptances felt like a second job, it was me and this rural mailbox in…
Maggie McCombs
Jul 6
About a boy I kissed when I was 18
About a boy I kissed when I was 18
An Oriphory Form Poem
Nicole Paton
Jul 6
Red Trees
Red Trees
A return to stillness
Roman Newell
Jul 5
Maze Interlude
Maze Interlude
A journey from the senses
Roman Newell
Jul 4
The Candy of Strangers
The Candy of Strangers
Welcome to Mars
Ned Reckoning
Jul 4
Wound
Wound
The healing process
Roman Newell
Jul 3
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