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Grief

Grief

By H Sitting Quietly Clinging To the space The shape The air currents Your presence Essence Coalescing through Cold empty air Settling in Long forgotten and clung to Sick of the emptiness Haunting and disquiet Grieving, gloating, silence Sick of feeling wired...
The Day After Bin Day

The Day After Bin Day

By David Coppi Is there ever a good day to die? Perhaps on an unwanted birthday or another wasted Christmas? The day doesn’t really matter, but the how, that’s the important part. Frank had chosen a Thursday. Wednesday was rubbish day so he wanted to do the right...
Film Review: Alien Covenant

Film Review: Alien Covenant

By Scott Daniels In the third act of the hotly, yet somewhat tentatively anticipated film in question, something remarkable happens. We witness a director brazenly turn on his established audience and pull a Kellyanne Conway … I suppose everything we think we knew...
Submerged

Submerged

In the water, you looked so beautiful. So serene. You looked at peace. You looked at home. But that’s not how this ends, and I couldn’t let you. I’m selfish; I’m sure you know that now. I found your essence in the subway lights. I couldn’t stand to watch it; to watch...
Good Things?

Good Things?

By David Coppi They say good things come in small packages. Really? REALLY?! What about pipe bombs, cockroaches, ebola, Ke$ha, those tiny fish that swim up your pee-hole, iPod mini’s, inverted nipples, staphylococcus, thrush, Bjork when she’s at an airport, pickled...