Category: Fiction
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Question by Rosie D’Ercole
What do you do? When you would die for the cause But it’s softly killing you Killing Too slowly Too softly They warn you of the storm Not of how calmly it comes in Calm centred with chaos Freewheeling with the breeze It’s so sweet It threatens to sink you…
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leaving by Sarina Okrzesik
we are fragments, glinting goldenin the sunset, furnace sky burningmelting our wingswhich drip down our red-burnt backs and necksa tarring of flamboyant feathers and gray glueour voices echo and dampen, smothered by the heavy humid air every moment marks a new lossevery moment is a grave to rise from black…
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New Patterns by Mary McAllister
Just when you notice your life as it is and not how you’d wish otherwiseRearrange all the bits like paper and stringA new pattern’s not hard to devise You think when you’re young you can simply reviseAnd take what you will on the wingJust when you notice your life as…