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TO THE FIRST PERSON WHO TOOK CARE OF MY BODY By: Nadia Leiby
I am bathing in the taste of yesterday’s you, Slivers of ourselves tucked between my sheets You, mumbling beautiful nonsense, face pressed against my breast, the sirens of Richmond outside
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Back Issues by: Jonathan Nichols
TW: Abuse When I was a kid, I remember learning to say my complete address as if it were one word. I repeated it often, sometimes in my head;
The Valley by: Saira Ramos
T.W: reference to abuse In her dreams he would taunt her, older in this world but still the same gentle face that watched her as she cradled him in her
May We Meet Again (I’m ready to be hurt) by Jennifer Bui
may we meet again (i’m ready to be hurt)By: Jennifer Bui and so i stood in dante’s flames; heart on silver, and soul on lead. i drowned in death from
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Smudging By Amanda Blake
I’ve kept the photo albums you sent not on a bookshelf inside my house, (There is no welcome mat for you) but in the pocket of my passenger-side door. No