LIFE, POETRY & PROSE

Locket

Inside the rusted locket Lies the old burnt image From a time I can no longer see Of someone long lost But the more and more I look Over the eyes that still have their shine And trace the details of their face The more I get confused Were all of the late-night calls And […]

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POETRY & PROSE

Now That’s a Meet Cute

Featured Image: A still from the movie ‘Only Lovers Left Alive’ (2013) Henry cracked his knuckles and took a huge swig out of the ornate goblet on his desk. His laptop screen cast a blue tint over his languid pallor as he rubbed his eyes, and the red tinge they began to take on contrasted […]

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POETRY & PROSE, WORLD ISSUES

Voices from Afghanistan

Featured Illustration: Shehzil Malik They call to us from under the Afghan Sun, their skin bright like amber kindled under flame, and their voices heavy with dripping characters, rough edges and beveled lines, black ink bursting over letters and journals, for they live by the pen, writing in an attempt to reach the world outside, […]

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LGBTQ+, POETRY & PROSE

Bad Love and Old Lies

She was proud. That much she knew. Lying in the hot Italian sun she turned once again watching as the world whirled and became submerged in the rose tint of her pink sunglasses. She smiled to herself hearing the screams of her friends as they splashed in the water becoming teenagers once again. Your pride […]

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LGBTQ+, POETRY & PROSE, THE ARTS

Sixteen in Clarksville

Featured Artwork: Sappho and Erinna in a Garden at Mytilene, 1864 by Simeon Solomon (1840-1905) In Clarksville, they were just children — arguably too young to know what love was, but evidently old enough to know that they’d found it in each other. They’d known one another for nine of their sixteen years. It was […]

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POETRY & PROSE, THE ARTS

The Flowers are Waxing Poetic

I wonder what Spring and Colour do while they observe from the alcoves of their Season. I like to think they flirt and wax poetic about van Gogh, calling themselves a muse; that they romance each other, then dance until they’ve spun into warmth and light. As the months pass Spring becomes overworked, while Colour […]

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