“Dwelling” by Cúnla Morris

I was told that the only home I could ever have was a never-ending you. And sure, sometimes it was nice - when warm light leaked on us as we lazed about for hours, But times became sour, and all we did was ignore ourselves. Everything was never enough. And I stayed in this rhythm,... Continue Reading →

“Home” by Tagdh Dolan

Home is a difficult Word to find Through lightning and thunder A careless find It comes in soft whispers On cold winter nights Through lovers’ eyes And twinkling skylight I thought home Was with you Until you took flight Now it’s sweet nothing A blackened skylight My home is in moments When anarchy stands still... Continue Reading →

“Fifty Years” by Raven

There are no white lines on the road; the divisions are invisible. Out of the window I play at catching the wind in my palm and feel it pull through my fingers the way Burma shave slogans along the highway -- Equality. Solidarity. Heroism. Altruism. Unity. Struggle -- become the wind felt in passing and... Continue Reading →

“Island Home” by Patricia Walsh

Living in a world of our own Excited to belong on a long walk south You and I versus the world together Priceless uniform unity spreads wings Travelling on spec to rebellious territory. A multicoloured burnt offering rises above The slack-assed happiness of a satisfied homestead Voicing travel brochures to whoever’ll listen Attenuating our names... Continue Reading →

the most important part of the ritual of instagram selfie taking is cleaning the dust off the bedroom mirror. it has gotten clouded with a thin film of dirt since its last use like it always does. grab a discarded towel and rub the glass, to make sure it shines bright and clear like the... Continue Reading →

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