I Guess We Miss Her & Ante, Inter, Deinde
I Guess We Miss Her I guess we miss her; she doesAnd she does,...
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whenever I walk through the streets of my cityI’m reminded that we do not...
Salt Margins, Refugee, & Night Swim
Salt Margins The doorway is filling with purple moths.They come out of the forestlike...
june bug
makes its way underground/ into the interior skeleton of the house/ up through the...
Excuse Me
as I tip into this room of paneled windowsand hushed esteem, sidle silent into...
Emily as the Tree Line’s Highest Leaf
Fuck gravity.I just want to watch herdefy the tides. Darren C. Demaree is the...
this flower of guilt
is a thorn-ripped hole, at first, dad your absencea blood-pooled maw where i throw...
your father calls you 小王子
so you tie the passing gulls to your wristand let them pull you into...
Home Fires Burning
“I’ll be right back.” You slide awkwardly out of the booth, adolescent limbs a...
Family Tree
Slowly, sickly, our tongues turnto yellow leaves.Like an unclean face, wrinkledthere were hundreds of...