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Poetry: "in the middle of july" by Connie Baccus

mule deer are walking where I water stopping for a moment under sun- dried trees forgotten slurping grasses turned to dust golden...

Poetry: "Clock reclined in wild rhythm pose" by Joshua Martin

textbook of violence insufficient gallery of distortions roaming eras metaphors sprung to expansive manifestations curious civilizations...

Poetry: "parry with alacrity, protect soft places" by Ceinwen Haydon

fit sheath over blade charge with one hand stretch wide in sweeping motions slight downward tilt forceful rhythm maintain balance do not...

Poetry: "Bone Ladder" by Nina Parmenter

If I was belly-based, I could spend my days sculling in lush pools of gut fauna, warm and safe beneath my own flesh roof. But I chose for...

Poetry: "O Weary Sailor" & "I Don't Blame You" by Dale Booton

O Weary Sailor For Austin at night I hear the rested waves awaken stretch their arches across one another open their throats and roar o...

Poetry: "Do you like that podcast I sent you?" by Georgia Louise Luckhurst

Do you like that podcast i sent you Do you like that podcast i sent you the one about the fear of turning thirty that made me feel better...

Poetry: "Cycle" by Sascha Engel

Sascha Engel is the founder and editor of Strukturriss, an Ireland-based journal focusing on anarchic dissolutions of text. After...

Poetry: "Another round, another round again" by Alex Jenkins

You can't get sausage and mash working no word of a lie till nine sometimes ten at Millwall where they don't let you sing with twelve...

Poetry: "My Mother was an Environmentalist" & "Patterns of Our World" by Debasis Tripathy

My Mother was an Environmentalist To chop a pumpkin for curry is customary but to make chutney out of the peel is creative. Ergo, my...

Poetry: "Found the Moon" by Christian Garduno

Found the Moon in a puddle all by itself without a sky it had those sad cat eyes like a young Cybill Shepard Mix our atoms mesh our ashes...

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