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Pearle
Apr 18, 2021
Hard Hugs & Heart Strings
I am awakened by Bill Withers and a feline stampede. Teeth stop grinding, bones start aching. Joints snap, crackle, pop as I rise to...


Pearle
Apr 18, 2021
Sharp Scissors
When you’re truly ready to move on be precise about it Double knot the loose threads and snip the tendrils Make it impossible for all...


Pearle
Apr 18, 2021
Blue Light Belly Laughs
These days, we connect in grid formations through blue light. Stories are told, costumes may appear and glasses are spilled and refilled....

Leslie Roach
Apr 18, 2021
Open Eye
They pull the wool over your eyes while their eyes are dead, never seeking you Open Eye, by Leslie Roach Leslie Roach is a poet, writer...


Leslie Roach
Apr 18, 2021
Incensed
Scent of rot as they seek to render themselves relevant at our peril Incensed, by Leslie Roach Leslie Roach is a poet, writer and lawyer....


Cale Plett
Apr 18, 2021
Angular Times
All my doodles become monsters. I press too hard when I write, meaning snapped leads and jagged rips through lined paper. The beings with...
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