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A holiday to the sea is expensive
A holiday to the sea is expensive
Few speak of a man with skin
Lizo Masters
Jan 13, 2016
Afterwards
Afterwards
My mother stays with me in the kitchen and talks of her life up to tonight. She tells me about her grandmother as though I were her and she…
Lizo Masters
Dec 28, 2015
Evening
Evening
He brought us to a place of dim light and irises white as porcelain, lowering in genuflection from their own weight that their stalks could…
Lizo Masters
Dec 24, 2015
Daily Bread
Daily Bread
I. Like. Words. I like big words. I like Lilliputian words. Words are filling, and not just in the talking-to-avoid-silence way. No, the…
Hairy.
Dec 14, 2015
She tastes like pepper
She tastes like pepper
She tastes like pepper
Kilo
Dec 13, 2015
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Me and the Universe
(I and U)
Kilo
Dec 13, 2015
Olympus is a tall white building
Downstairs,
Kilo
Dec 13, 2015
The Shoes
The Shoes
When I was young My parents would get me shoes a couple of sizes too big which I was supposed to grow into
Kgothatso Ngako
Nov 8, 2015
The flames we have left
Don’t you struggle to breathe with all that universe spilling out of your lungs?
Xabiso Vili
Oct 27, 2015
Reading Braille in preparation for going blind
Don’t go to that man that looks like a river.
Xabiso Vili
Oct 27, 2015
Upgrade
Upgrade
It’s a shame your Mercedes Benz is last year’s model.
Dan Erickson
Oct 22, 2015
Sketching Anguish Framed by Dementia
The pitter patter of rain on the corregated roof. Sitting in a rocking chair her heart beats for the memory of her lost lover. He was…
Met_A_Morphosis
Oct 19, 2015
DANCE ELATION
She tastes like the morning.
Bella Cox
Oct 19, 2015
Horror Harping
She tastes like
Xabiso Vili
Oct 19, 2015
Sculpture
Sculpture
I am absurdly hungry a taste for iron for milk for hairs on a mosquito’s leg
Dan Erickson
Oct 18, 2015
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