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The Flames of Everything by nadia pafunik
I like hot fire cooling down, like hot wax melting on my skin sinking into oblivion hot tears cooling off like sprinklers on a lawn.
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Ode to a Lady by fanni putz
Be feminine, be gentle, be fragile! Be emotional, be strong, be ladylike, act like a Lady! Be the beauty men find peace in…
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Behold the Gold by nadia pafunik
A myriad of golden leaves the hum of wildlife in the trees, I fall in love with this season more with every falling leaf, or shade of gold.
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Dobok by j. alexandria
Cheap, creased cotton. White faded grey over years, its loose embrace greets me like an old friend. Crinkling cloth, zips rasp music to my ears. A strip of black, with my rank on the end.
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Springfield, Massachusetts by a.j. flanagan
Domestic idealism is a funny thing. Sometimes, when I’m laying down at three in the morning, watching a movie instead of sleeping, or writing, or reading,
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Minor Son of a Miner’s Son by stephen mcGowan
I am scared, no – terrified of the day my Dad dies. And not just that day, but the days that follow. Terrified of playing a role I shouldn’t have to, because when he lies in state, I’m scared that I’ll feel – nothing.
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Sonnet I: The Open Island by Adam Barrett
See the pain of one but not the other A skinned dog but not the starving mother A tortured animal but not the child Ruined lands by us always seen so mild
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2025 Refreshers Fair Winners!
For the Refreshers fair, we organised a little flash writing competition to help stretch your writing skills. The Refreshers Fair is a chance to refamiliarize yourself with the campus after the winter break and to get back into the swing of things. So what better way than a competition to engage those writing muscles? We…
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6AM @ Subway by elspeth read
In the morning changing light of                               Soft and blue florescent bulbs, the Lines dividing science and fiction Become unfocused, hidden and faint.
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The Woeful Ballad of Invisible Girl by Ismah Ahmad
There once lived a girl with superhuman powers, But this girl did not shoot lasers or climb up towers. Instead, this girl’s blessed traits, Were that she could turn invisible, and lift heavy crates.
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