Category: creative writing
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Mangos – by Lulu Carrigan
Lulu Carrigan has a bachelor of arts in creative writing and three typewriters (two are broken). She has only been published, with a loose definition of the word, on her blog, luluthezulu.tumblr.com, or on twitter, @lulucarrigan. Talk to her about poetry, art, mopeds, music, people, places and things! Mangos Somewhere there is a woman who…
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Single Malt Express by Brooke Trealout
Brooke Trealout is studying theatre at The University of Toronto at Mississauga. She has a love-hate relationship with knitting, and enjoys grocery shopping more than anyone should. Single Malt Express Grandeur’s address is the pub nearest to your flat.
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And the river makes no sound for you…by G. Mramor
Because the river makes no sound for you, it can only wake, like the past walking with you, going before you. Because how many memories must you remember to get it out of you? Who was like a mother to your love and a name to all the quiet of your living. Who was a…
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The Trade… by Brittney Bullock
We traded seasons, passing them back and forth like notes in class, like old times. I would chase the summer like a dog at play and beg you to hold on to winter, just a little longer, I’d pray. We both knew how mild New Zealand winters could be, or I knew, compared to back…
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Don’t close your eyes please…by G. Mramor
Don’t close your eyes please. I want to look at you more before you start to dream. I want to see you grow up and be an old lady walking by your side. No no, don’t cry. It’s just a kiss. There’ll be lotsa kisses in your life. But this one’s special because it’s from…
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Counterstrike and other poems by William Ogden Haynes
Counter Strike If we had chosen a dark granite, the whole episode might have gone unnoticed,


