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Nate Maxson

The Mortician’s Journal, Last Entry The Southern Lights are shining Off the nickels on the eyes of the deceased men As they float nightly...

Juliet Cook & j/j hastain

Peristalsing Pistil Maybe some people just don't want to see all the different depths inside me. I don't want to squish myself, but I'm...

Megan Burns

POSE prose poem about CLUE characters prose poem about every episode of TWIN PEAKS prose poem about why I can’t finish my Wuthering...

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