Manhattan
The circus notes of fields , I have read of the Hotel Chelsea , Fine , By the intricate beat of tablets rouse , An engendered contort...
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Amanda Kluveld
Nov 2
Poetica Aphasia
Aphasia, the quiet thief, pilfers her words, leaving only shadows. She grapples to find the fitting, lost in a void. Her language,...
V.N Catalan
Nov 2
Anything to Stay by Her Side
Curse at the moon. Apologize after getting all the anger, disgust, and hurt out of your system. Hope that the stars will carry your...
David Linnz
Nov 2
float
you unhook your tether and i drift away into vast blank space no oxygen to say the heart is a racecar revving high RPM i can't feel...
Elly Katz
Nov 1
The Blood Beneath Renoir’s Vision in The Daughters of Catulle Mendès
We pose as if already on exhibit, locked in the frame. We are breathless proof—too two dimensional. We are slick with sweat sliding down...
Jim Meirose
Oct 21
In the Unusually Overcrowded Research Center Dining-Hall
And out past them out there right then the reversals began — Oof! ram-air-sutchra? Yes,...
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