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Subcarnate

Subcarnate

By Justin Daley This corner, this wooden floor, slick with red and filth Do bloodied broken things still harbour plans? Don’t drag me out into the snow I’ll change, you know I will I was barely alive All I could do was watch you put on your armour You...
Jingo-siders

Jingo-siders

By Tyson Peppler watching Barrie Cassidy wrestle the political polemics’ proponents into civil obedience over two smashed avo on olive bread means it’s Sunday I wonder if the current rise in avocado prices has any relation to the mining boom or its decline maybe they...
Fuck Retail

Fuck Retail

by Chris Giacca March up with your catalogue in hand Surveying your kingdom, the promised land “May I help you, madam?” “Is there anything I can do?” Falling over ourselves to help the likes of you You, with your severe bob haircut Hoop earrings, three Children under...
Perpetuate

Perpetuate

By Dylan Simpson Perpetual purgatory. Your perogative is passionate, perplexing but purposeful. It portrays a pretense privy to privacy, placated by poetic prose. A prevention of a purpose, or a position of plain panic. Paint your project with a patience. A passenger...
Rage

Rage

There is something comforting about a ferocious night The chill of the wind, the violence of the trees, The screaming sky, the forceful rain It is reassuring We are not the only things who rage.
On The Bright Side

On The Bright Side

By Ash Pert Suicide Petrified Cannot hide The dark INSIDE My mind is my tomb Where I live and die Trapped and hidden Cannot see the sky The dark is my solace My beautiful torture Punished by pain Cherish the agony Suicide Petrified Cannot hide The dark INSIDE...