Submissions

Submissions

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The Kind Of Love

By Angelica Dsouza I used to fall in love  with love itself   the kind that walked hand in hand down quiet streets, soft smiles, wrinkled eyes full of stories and still, still so much light.   I’d see old couples…

Alive (September)

By Claire Stockwell An old stock horse, slurps from the trough He once stood strong and tall,  Was quick with the instinct of a veteran.  Now, two decades on, he stands frail His spine, each bone defined under his skin. …

Bernal Heights Is a Diagnosis

By Coco-Lily Garrett-Kellett Bernal Heights isn’t a neighbourhood. It’s a state-sponsored hallucination disguised as real estate. A topographical hiccup populated by cultishly polite adults raised on Montessori trauma and shadowbanned desires. It smells like rosemary and repressed kink. The eucalyptus…

Down the Garden Path 

by Hannah Hayes The trees hold me tight, sheltering me from the rest of the world. Here by the dam, only nature sits with me. I hear the water lapping against the bank softly ripples petering through. Cicadas drone and…

Vertigo 

By Jasmine Brown Palm cupped around the nape of your neck  I don’t want to breathe in this moment  Tough lips   in soft teeth  I don’t want to breathe it out.  Spiral staircases give me vertigo   spinning around our house…

Untitled Poem

By Mehrdad Mehrju No worries, mate— see us not as fallen, lying beneath the blows of tyranny. Imagine us standing firm, that even the ant, falling seventy times, could never rise above us. From the soil—remember this, mate— like frost-flowers,…