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Poetry by Manuel Chavarria
A Forest Vines grow fierce along the edge of every whim Each notion pulls with it twelve other seedlings That ripen and bulge and invite The neighbors into your kitchen You may believe that islands stand individual Warriors of solitary purpose projected toward the sun But each base gloms onto the earth Thirsty, without the…
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You Weren’t Any Different by Linda Crate
I don’t remember your name, but i will never forget what you did; how you preyed on my vulnerability— all i wanted was a walk, on a dark and gloomy saturday night, but you said, maybe we could talk in your room; i believed you but you didn’t want to talk— i remember straining my…
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Self Portrait by Destiny Hash
She was a blend of rage and love. Of oud and tobacco and long nights at the ranch. She was gratitude and agony. She was food stamps and laundry quarters and she never went to bed before 2 a.m. Her smile was warm but reluctant, she loved traumatically but selflessly. She never yelled, only at…
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Poetry by Keren Johnson
Lessons She asked me “what did you need to learn from this experience?”So I said:Love. The hard ones. Those two lessons sit in my lap these days. The teacher has come. She smelled like God— So I knew her well. She promised to guide me along the shadows of myself until we became well acquainted. And how could I know that…
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Poetry by Lillian Rankins
Until the Next Time Sometimes I play that song just to cry. Just to feel you in the room. Because now you are the room. The bones of this house we’ll never leave. So sometimes I take you in fully. Your favorite song, your favorite movie. I take on the full weight of you. Every…
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Poetry by Thursday Simpson
Inverted Hair Metal Love Ballad The timestamps on word documents And last played dates on songs Remind me of The evening I brought You takeout And your cat immediately Entered the empty Box when we took out The food. The quick dinner we Ate before you Drove back to Normal, Huddling together In the hotel…
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Photography by Jason Dominguez
Jason Dominguez is a native of Southern California. In his spare time, he enjoys listening to the hum of power lines and trekking the hills of his surroundings. His illustrations have been published in Abyme magazine and Curious Publishing. Find him on Instagram via @teclo
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Untitled by Dani Tauber
i’m crying, as i get down on my hands and knees in the shower with my clothes still on and dry heave. nothing comes up. i shift my little weight so that my hands are on my knees. i take a few ragged breaths. i reach up and turn the cold water on; i sit…
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Poetry and Photography by Stephanie Schubert
an archaeologist in love (I wish I was bottomless so everything crashing into me would feel weightless. I turn love into bitterness resentment that is my superpower my alchemy) I’ve found treasures tucked away eroded through years of layers upon layers upon layers buried meticulously and when a piece shines through (or I feel it…
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Poetry and Photography by Dean Rhetoric
Euthanise the Creature Much like the right kind of sex, I smell good in the unwashed ambience of a Sunday morning when taking a shortcut through the churchyard and getting home on whatever God doesn’t keep. There are those of us who will never catch the scent of it on their tongues and for that,…
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