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things I felt on the hill with you
Tussock buried deep in the sand dunes, rabbits in the fields and aged stumps dotted along the horizon. These are the things Hannah Patterson felt on the hill.
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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
In a dream, you saw a way to survive, and you were filled with joy.
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