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Round 21

Round 21

Heartbreak, fresh. Haven’t felt this way in years. You feel soft, defenceless. You don’t like it. Build walls, reinforce barriers, lock the gates—entry denied. Fuck a stranger in his dimly lit bedroom, head to the chemist the following morning, pop a Postella-1,...
Mythos Redux: Eurydice – Persephone

Mythos Redux: Eurydice – Persephone

By Matt Long For the dying, the hardest thing about cancer, is the effect it has on the people who don’t have it. You reminded me of that every day. There’s an old saying, “Every hour hurts, the last one kills.” Every hour I spent in that...
Staircase

Staircase

By Declan Connolly The lighthouse holds many stairs. I’ve been walking up them for years. My feet are trying to detach themselves from my legs. I’m close to seeing bone; the veins are being pulled apart. Everything around me begins to liquify and spill on...
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...
A Letter To Shirley

A Letter To Shirley

By David Coppi Dear Shirley, You have been a wonderful magician’s assistant over the past six years and I am deeply sorry that I accidently sawed you in half during our last show. Accidents happen in magic and while it is unfortunate that your legs are now completely...