Soft Eternity
She relinquished her control
Into my steady hands, the untamed part
Of her that had split open throats
And hearts through heaviest of armors.
Avra Margariti March 2, 2022
Poetry
Every dreadful poem we’ve ever published.
Jason P. Burnham January 26, 2022
Digital Ghouls
Ciphers flicker and spin like firemoths in the lambent glow // Bending and twisting in cyclone contortions // Trembling at the touch of my haptic caress
Justin Permenter December 17, 2021
Belicia Rhea December 3, 2021
Rhonda Parrish October 1, 2021
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