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“Thursday”

it’s a Thursday I watch a black squirrel outside my window scrambling to hide acorns paranoid, submerging them different places in the grass how will…

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“Motherland”

Maya: Because we all need to breathe in soft stillness from time to time. whether in the big looming shadow of *whispers*…a global crisis. Or…

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“Falling”

Zane’s delineation of the physical, earthly existence (even when deeply personal to him) posits a sense of commonality among us all. We feel the same…

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“The Price of Admission”

Discothrash #3 “The Price of Admission” B. Caligula   with hopes of despair, I bandage my smallest finger. I wrap a wire wreath of rusted…

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“Intruder”

I remember all the wrong things I mean to say I often forget where I am going But I remember to close the door before…

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