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Perspective | Suleyk
Sounds of humming resonate throughout the room. I listen. The light above starts to flicker. I stare. A cold feeling crawls up my spine. I breathe. My vision shifts. I align. The room is suddenly bright. Sunshine filters through the window. The sound of planes and daily life continues outside. My eyes are heavy. I…
Greenery | JD DeHart
Everyone here is green, young and nascent, not yet having earned their true darkness. Never mind; it will come soon enough. Their hearts will be betrayed, minds argued with, and the solid truth of their twenties and teens will settle into wavy ideas and more open conclusions later in life. They will rise up the…
The Abyss | Eli
Mom grab my hand pull me out of the abyss of depression Abyss definition chasm gorge bottomless pit just a few words to describe depression Mom… Mom I miss you you don’t how much I miss the old memories Wanna sit here and look through pictures? Listen to music and talk? Listen to my problems?…
“Lufthansa” by John Tranter [Introduced by Thomas Moody]
“Lufthansa” is one of Tranter’s best and most anthologised poems. The poem is mimetic of one of its early lines: it seems “struck by an acute feeling of precision” which leaves little room for interpretation or “meaning” that extends beyond the surface of its language. Michael Brennan has astutely drawn comparisons between the poem’s “unity,…
“The Totally Incorrect Politician” [by Walter Carey]
As everyone from Yogi Berra to Niels Bohr has said, “it’s hard to make predictions, especially about the future.” When you make predictions about the past, it seems retroactively inevitable. Nonsense. That being said, as the creep says after paying lip service to the truth, here goes: TTThey, who know who they are, will go…
“Saving Face” [by Terence Winch]
I waited too long. Everything I did was wrong. I didn’t know how to make sense of time. I have no idea where I was when Kennedy was shot. What you didn’t see is what you got. So I came down here to be alone with the phone. I was sick to my stomach, waiting…