Poetry, Volume X
Dream Girl
Poppies and WD-40, Chloe Moulin Mania tastes like a Monster Smells like cigarette butts Bleach gasoline And gripping the clutch Infidelity shows up too Grows in Tindr swipes right Purging sweating…
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Poetry, Volume XDaddy Issues
Whispers, Emily Bryn Sylvia Plath would call me a spic. In the light my eyebrows almost pass for a Spaniard’s. In the darkness, Pablo Neruda would call me a gringa. What…
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Poetry, Volume XSearch History
Pink Creek, Louise Rossiter s stages of sleep stages of grief symptoms narcissism symptoms hypochondria symptoms cancer stomach ache small tits states where you can buy fireworks states where you…
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Fiction, Volume XA Shadowy Figure
Demonology, Jack Hoye I lay down on my bed and pull a photo out from under my pillow. A family photo – the last one too. I close my eyes and…
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Fiction, Volume XThe Shield Maidens of Hafrsfjord
Bright Nights City Lights, Jackie Phuong Ta Part One TW/SA The Northmen are all standing and sitting together in the hall of the great Jarl Thigurd Sigurdsson to await his announcement…