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17 Feb 2025
crocodile, crocodile, may we cross your river?
17 Feb 2025
We have always / been a ghosthouse
10 Feb 2025
he curls his bicep into ever more and more and more bicep
10 Feb 2025
Hush. He sees through / the static. Softly. It sees him back.
By: River
27 Jan 2025
faded computations / erased by the light of blood moons and / chalk
27 Jan 2025
An Alternate Ending for “The Breakdown of Family N” in Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum
27 Jan 2025
And progress will become return / And the mother will become fetal
20 Jan 2025
surviving / while black / is our superpower / we lift broken down / cars / over our heads / and that’s just a tuesday
20 Jan 2025
there are things that are toxic to a bo(d)y
13 Jan 2025
remember, you are not alone, / and you have fury / as well as faith
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