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Sea as Boy, by Claire Beeli
Towels become skins, …
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To Hear Jay-Song, by Claire Beeli
Blue currents ripple through my ribs …
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Dust, by Amelia Thomas
my mouth is filled with dust and i want to reclaim the new— i …
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An Ode to my Bloody Fingers, by Zoë Graber
I’ve never been afraid to bleed. My fingers coated over with dried blood, Yellow crust.…
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My Tides Have Receded, by Madison Stewart
Sometimes when I look into the vast beauty of the ocean, her powerful unforgiving waves,…
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If there’s a good way to die, it’s from you, by Madison Stewart
When the world ends, I hope you invite me to dinner. I hope we sit under…
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do you hear me?, by Avi A.
looking to the future, i say, “let me rest for once” but time doesn’t listen, she only puts on…
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Emilia, by Juliette Hagobian
The stuffed animals / scattered / on this bed / search for a spot / on the ceiling to…
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Poster Child, by Juliette Hagobian
Don’t tell me that nothing is perfect, and don’t tell me that …
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The Heat of The Evening, by Olivia Cantadori
Who barred the limestone door? And will he never come again? And won’t it ever…
