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Prose and Poetry

An Eternal Phase by Jacob Ayerst

There she is sleeping sweetly – beneath the crystal moon blankets of fog encase the roof and keep her safe as she dreams deeply it’s warm inside her hot cocoon – a universe of its own if heaven can be like home… There is no outside. At least not one…

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Garden
Prose and Poetry

Relation Cultivation by Arman Hoque

A relationship is like growing a garden, from seed to bloom, You tend and groom, never knowing when, A blossom may sprout, or a weed pop out, You look at the overall scene, pay attention to what you preen, You cultivate and navigate. You plant the seeds and nurture and…

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JB Brookman
Prose and Poetry

Driftwood by Ellie Ford-Elliot

I was never going to be that person, you know, the one tightly closed like a rosebud pushing away all signs of blooming the gloomy defeatist drenched in the blood of the past like an English economy booming I was never going to be that person I decided at eighteen,…

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Uncanny Soldiers
Prose and Poetry

An Unfamiliar Presence by Jacob Ayerst

Everybody has a twin. Not quite an identical twin, though the twins are all identical. They are all pale and thin like the fingers of smoke that rise from a bonfire. They never speak but appear to whisper silently over the shoulder of the person that they follow. Nobody else…

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Crimson by Farhana Kabir
Prose and Poetry

Crimson by Farhana Kabir

Tick Tick Tick The unseeing beat, Beat, beat, beat Continuous and incessant The noise up-rose. Tick Tock Tick, The hand stroke 12, Midnight’s crimson beast, Blood red eyes, burned each time Honed in on the red hood. Tick Tick Tock, The claws held a hand full of golden lock, Crimson…

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Talking Pillow
Prose and Poetry

The Talking Pillow by Aaron Simpson

Sat in the circle at group therapy, he wants to tell us that his wife (of eight years, nearly nine) speaks in tongues, whenever they make love – Otherwise known as screaming any, sometimes every, name but his – her back bent back like the devil of autumn nights, head…

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Prose and Poetry

Poesia Mundi by Marcus Artis Maldeviolano

And after all that everybeing We-all kissed And be-came the same Inside this cosmic augmentation Of frantic extraculation Of conjectular de-excalation We         rhythmic textures intersextually intertwined With      one another in cosmogonic rapture That In theogonic synthesis confines and Envelopes an everything in a totality                    That Was(1) still FOREVER IN MOTION…

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Prose and Poetry

Dream by Charlotte Moody

Inhale the haze, the clarity and inclarity of seamless days and deeply filled nights thoughts about forts to keep away the monsters, about spaces to play and all the things you’ll never say. Family and foes confusing you from nose to toes as if you’re the centre of everything and…

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Prose and Poetry

Forevermore by Farhana Kabir

Something is. Something is In this mind of Dark and Light, A hollow plain. Empty. Devoid. A casket of tears, not enough to fill A hollow plain, lost of light No way out, lost, lost, lost. Hollow, hollow, hollow The dark abyss of night, Hollow, hollow, hollow The shattered looking…

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