Fiction & PoetryMORE

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    Poems

    Owl Contemplating a Frisbee

    if you journey home by nightlight consider / how much the beak’s wielded innocence can rend and tear

    On August 12, 2014 / By
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    Poems

    IRL: An Excerpt

    Who deserves yr story? / Not all stories. Not my story / my lol truth not life of live-/ lihood or food.

    On August 6, 2014 / By
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    Fiction

    Lament

    Neither man screams. The only sound is the sound of a body breaking. These two have been playing this game for centuries.

    On August 5, 2014 / By

EssaysMORE

Essays

Brown Pills

"The cap’s all smudged with dusty fingerprints; it’s a dirty looking thing. It’s just like they said it would be in DARE."

On August 13, 2014 / By

ShrapnelMORE