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Depression the sun becomes the luna & the moon becomes the sol & I turn the shower on & there...

You were caught day-drinking in the shadows of an angel, with your lips chapped to the pin-point crack of a...

Avedis stood at the rail staring into the water on the crossing from Southern France into Manhattan; black waves with...

On late nights, hard nights I think of the empty room where you sit—where you choke down rusted nails and...

Driving home I see this little girl tromping in a blue dress, Stomping on mother’s hard-worked poppies with a wooden...

  Kage Brubaker is currently a third year at The Ohio State University studying English and Pre-Medicine. He is currently...

I want violet ghosts with subatomic magnetism like the inside of one perfect voicemail. I want to predict a patchwork...

A concentric witness to the same gravity that kept seasons fed, she saw red in the autumn foliage, slick fall with...