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une heure du matin
‘une heure du matin’–1am–the best time in the night, when all is quiet and sleepy.
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Speak its name
A pop poem mash-up of The Ronettes’ ‘Be My Baby’ and Lord Alfred Douglas’ ‘Two Loves’ from Poet Laureate Chris Tse.
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WET ASS PUSSY
Sex, but make it The Witcher and real orgasms.
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Halloween
Ill-fitting costumes and tight-fitting dresses. Pumpkins and apples. Rejection, more rejection, and finally, self-acceptance. Take a peek into three of Kyra’s past selves as she navigates Halloween in a fat body.
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Pohewa
Poetry finds new form on bad apple through this te reo Māori contribution from Haukupu. Using religious iconography, they play with dialogical form in this piece, ‘Pohewa’, meaning ‘Delusions’.
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E4E (she’s so masc)
Boundaries of masculinity and femininity, domesticity and disarray blend in this poem of friendship.
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the notes app is the real window to the soul
Open Kate’s notes app and explore what they’ve jotted down in sporadic moments of record keeping.
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Sons of Salacia
Hold the hand of the one you love and stare God in the face at the end of the world.
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afforest
Concrete facades crumble, vines reach out and roots find purchase in the breaks between harold’s stanzas.
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your shame
Overcoming your own shame is hard enough, but how long can we shoulder someone else’s?
Category: poetry
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