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Apr 22, 20241 min read
Another 50 Years
Written by McCayla Connors If I didn’t know any better I would think the year was 1974 Between the amount of mass destruction And the...
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Apr 15, 20241 min read
Secular Sacraments
Written by Faith-Ann English life has taught me that lies are gospel truth. every lie to escape the lips is the holy word. the voices of...
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Oct 10, 20231 min read
October Issue Poem Collection
Written by McCayla Connors You Don’t Want Me to Write a Poem About You you don’t want me to write a poem about you. my poems about men,...
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Apr 17, 20211 min read
Venus of Willendorf Part 2
marbled view depict pear shaped women draped ribbons swathed and tightened cloths band, bite, and devour rips around her waist cut, copy,...
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Apr 17, 20211 min read
Past Life
What had happened to him in a past life? Prelude or prelim. Primmed up in 05’ rollin’ snake eyes on a black die. Hearing sirens roll-by...
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Dec 11, 20201 min read
Drenched in Violet
Written by Sydnie M Dorma breathing used to be slow and steady an all encompassing feeling. now it is like swimming in deep water. your...
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Nov 7, 20201 min read
A Nature Walk
Written by Hannah Mosley When the glow of dawns first hello rises through the peaks of the white clouds, And the birds dance and whirl...
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Nov 7, 20201 min read
Her Virtue
Written by Hannah Mosley Misunderstood by on lookers. She fixed her crown that almost slipped from her head. Breathing in slowly, She...
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Nov 7, 20201 min read
Looking
Written by Lauren Koleszar she waltzed in eyes blue and lazy steps blue and lazy listening to lips she couldn't hear looking like lapis...
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Oct 4, 20201 min read
2020
Written by Daniela Cacho These days taught me how to grieve. A master to the sense, to dance in darkness, to be a friend to an enemy –...
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Oct 4, 20201 min read
Toxic
Written by Reem Abumeri I don’t know why I’m afraid. I haven’t been hurt but I act that way. Something must have happened in my past...
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Oct 4, 20202 min read
Paper Dolls
Written by Lauren Koleszar Do you remember playing with those paper dolls? not the barbie dolls (whose busts, scientifically, would have...
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Oct 4, 20201 min read
It's Here
Written by Jake Moore It’s gone The monsters have scripts Reading off tales of the apocalypse The screen showed us fear Weird how it all...
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