The Metaphysics Before Us
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…by G. Mramor
Cold tears, a black string of cold tears down the passing rose in your cheek, from…
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Speak my coldness to the air…by G. Mramor
, if you ever loved me, make for me a tower, and on her weathered body…
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life lines by C Duncanson
Cassie Duncanson is a student in Western Massachusetts studying English and Art History. She bakes like a…
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This I have seen…by G. Mramor
You people, your beliefs are terrifying, you see skin before you look into the eyes you…
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I run I jump I fly…by G. Mramor
And watch earthsway as you longaway
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On desolation’s shore…by G. Mramor
I. ghosts I recall your ascension to the sun, and your return a ghost, you came to…
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Ram Island, 18:17, Thursday – Poetry Submission by M. Bowen
Matti Bowen is a graduate of Binghamton University, where she studied English and Cinema. A self…
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Emma…by G. Mramor
His hands came to rest on her bare shoulders
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Return…by G. Mramor
Your body is an old dark place now
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A Call to the Public
At about the midpoint between our very successful first issue and the highly anticipated October issue,…
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