Genesis
- anon
unicorns exist
- anon
​
unicorns were known to tread delicately
dropping like the snowflakes
that fell and danced
on her porch in the winter
but they were never real
they can’t be
they were too mysterious
and untouchable
the little girl watched such
revelations fall beyond her
behind her and below her
and didn’t notice
that a shiny coat of white
and a horny littered with love
was approaching her
behind her back
issue 6: ποιÎω "to make" vol. 1
issue 5: meta
issue 42: HENDRXX
HENDRXX
- anon
​
Emanating from beneath the strings,
Immortalized in your vinyl,
Hendrxx.
i can't get over u
- anon
​
to watch the earth turn without u,
is to acknowledge a world content without ur being,
a world whose axis turns independent of how your feet,
are treading on the soil,
or are limp,
six feet under,
locked in,
away from your roots.
dampening
- anon
​
The Dampening is More Than What You Ask For,
The Dampening is learning to be Content with 9-5,
Under Fluorescent Lights,
It's something to be taken,
Much Like the Mid-Life Complacency,
We all Slip Into.
Quartz!
- anon
​
Shopkeepers cradle you,
You rest in between worn wrinkles,
Sundered by sundried freckles,
On the most worked of hands,
You are quartz.
You rest humbly, below the hierarchical position of the diamond,
Above the coins strewn on the glass counter,
Ready to be owned.
puzzle piece
- k.w. (bio)
​
maybe one day
he will realise
that those dark brown eyes
that he glimpsed only so often
fit together
with his own
like a puzzle piece
of blood
and
tears
they were meant to be
ferra pt. 2
- anon
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