Spring 2021 / Issue 3
Our desires and our needs swirl at a depth that is often inaccessible and incomprehensible.
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Poetry & Prose
You poured that extra bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch for breakfast.
It's the kick-drum of insects that I feel in my stomach
The Logic of Circles
“Bye. Baby,” Pearl whispered, but didn’t look at Opal.
The Take 5 Swirl
I realize how silly (and maybe even pathetic) it seems to mourn the loss of a candy bar
Weighted Wait /
He writes erotic poetry like salting his eggs
Quirky Raw Appeal
A compulsion I comply with religiously/ until my teeth punishingly chatter
All Hallow's Eve
I cut my hand - to verify my blood
run girl run, with what is left of your dignity
Kind of Sorry
And it's not my fault there are so many falling stars.
Re: Posting: for Qi Hong /
To join you even for a single antlike moment
A Conditional Skinning
Satisfaction lasts on whim's design
Here, Hear /
For shamed face scar from birth marked clear
Count each calorie
Lunch at Twofish
nearby those lovers
cannot stop kissing
Art & Photography
Karen Boissonneault - Gauthier
Old Polemic /
Switch Function /
Artistically Inspired Contest
To drown or to swim?
My bare ass frozen to the patio