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Poetry

behind the self-help section

behind the false wall lies all the burned books— banned and abandoned they shimmer, glittering in their illicitness ghost words that send shivers down unknowing shoppers’ spines when these patrons traverse too close to the self-help section covered in goosebumps hairs standing straight on their arms these readers don’t realize that they’ve brushed up against […]

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Other Worlds to Save

the girl sometimes slipped off the brocaded ambassadorial robes she wore through endless negotiations with more alien species than she ever thought could exist   she was often too busy to miss Earth, her parents, corn dogs but when melancholy descended she pulled on the ratty t-shirt and jeans she had worn when she left […]

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Manananggal

She has perfected the art of coming apart, splitting herself from herself. Night falls and hunger claws her belly from the inside out. Scapulae shift and willing flesh parts; her wings muscle free. A snap of the wings and a twist of the waist. She is undone. Legs left bedside, the better part of her […]

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The Wooden Box

I never noticed the zipper hidden over my chest bone until after you died. It’s funny how things like that go unnoticed, unused for so long. Now I grasp the pull, drag it down, reach into my chest cavity, spread the ribs, just a bit, dig among soft organs, and pull out a box. It’s […]

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