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Congratulations to Meagan Kimberly, one of our favorite up-and-coming authors! https://t.co/tD9yQDM7vl

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"We scream like freight trains
from soft, gaping mouths that
refuse to choke on flesh.
We dig asphalt graves with
concave ribs, sleep in
fault lines cradled by the ink of
the bleeding sky."
- To the Boy Who Attempts to Hurt My Best Friend, Casey Lendway

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"And I come to you like a carpet unrolling and I show you every tear in the
fabric.
And you toy with them slowly, mutter lowly that the details here are
magnificent."
- Acid and Lavender, Sofia Arielle Hurwitz

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"i don’t know how
to be someone that strives
to be someone
i feel like
by trying
you’d forget to live or
start to smile at things
you don’t
love"
- On Seeking, Erin Winseman

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"She felt more comfort in the confines
of four walls than the colors of the world"
- Trapped, Carolyn P.

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"Now I see dumb meant shielded
Hidden from the robbery of innocence and ambition
With financial survival on your mind, nowadays, that’s the main mission."
- Hit and Run, Takiyah Douglas

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"I close my eyes. I feel the intake of breath.
I listen to the thrum of blood in my veins.
I can hear the pulse of it.

Thump, thump, thump."
- Pulse, Sarah E. DeBouter

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"If maybe, once the roses had left her,
she’d be able to see the kingdom in its full form.
And then, she’d inhabit it, as the seat of creation."
-The River, Sofia Arielle Hurwitz

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"If maybe, once the roses had left her,
she’d be able to see the kingdom in its full form.
And then, she’d inhabit it, as the seat of creation."
-The River, Sofia Arielle Hurwitz

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"Finally,
I stretched down my legs
To let the sweeping waves
Kiss away the sand
That clings between your toes."
- Horseshoe Crabs, Jack Brisson

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"My callused fingers through curly hair,
gentle green eyes follow mine.

Small, fragile hands cross her hips.
Her laugh, lovely to my ears."
- Amor, Connor Flueckiger

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"Without thought to rhyme or reason
The dream comes. And once again
The windless mountain reveals
Through clotted mist
It’s prehistoric behemoth."
- Toe-Cloud, Jack Brisson

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"Even as the puddles are deep and smelly under this bridge
I wait for you to speak again like a great dam uncorking
And I let the murky water rise to my neck"
- Here Comes the Flood, Tommy Melvin

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"Look this way dear, the light hits perfectly at that angle of 90 degrees
Tilt your head, smile gently, and won’t you say “cheese” for me?"
- Summer Drive, Takiyah Douglas

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"I sit in a meditative state
not wanting to miss what
nature created for

those who are patient enough; the cold
can tell a story."
- January, Gerald Passalacqua

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"The paradise of broken stones,
The joy of all deceit. Sleeping
Shaken as the weary dragon:
We’re back to back, distressed and fell.
I’m drunk on chilled wine bought for me."
- Airbnb, Jeremy Geragotelis

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"Soon, Winter will expose its usual gelid face,
but for now, a small gift from the gods’ reliquary
surrounds the mountaintop
with a winsome, white crown."
- First Snow on Camel’s Hump, Filip Deptula

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"I have always reached out
Hoping for a beating heart and
A mouth that waters, but I
Get bit by your lackluster
Responses and eyes."
- A Question, Hunter Mallette

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"a night show
performed by no one
but the swishing nylon pantyhose
that brush by you on
cobblestone streets
lined with happy faces
sitting on the curb"
- Some Authority on Darkness, Mak Baker