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back into the sea
“One hot and cold summer I decide: In the name of my family history, I dedicate my life to becoming undone.”
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Icebreaker
Coco seeks to break the ice and find what lies beneath the surface. “I like the raw relief of the skies spit – I don’t like exhaust melting down my spine.”
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AN EARRING
A butterfly clasp sits on the bedside table. Fluttering out from where it’s supposed to be and whispering the secrets it learned on the back of a lobe.
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Rinse and repeat
Taking inspiration from the line “rinse and repeat” in Tayi Tibble’s poem ‘In the 1960s an Influx of Māori Women’, Grace feels the hopelessness of life’s repititious activities, and the silliness of shrugging of life’s awfulness and getting on with it anyway.
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I am Drunk at Soul Shack Again
“You get asked why so many of your poems end that way. And you’re like, ‘oh, am I the vore girl? Is that my thing now?’ “
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Physics Fun Facts
“When my senses collude with the laws of the universe to deceive me, what can I place my faith in?”
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Lost at Sea
Suspend yourself in the sombre waves of this sapphic poetry.
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Mitch
Borne from the process of grief and coming to terms with the loss of a close friend, Mik visualises what his passing felt like, and sends him off with well-wishes.
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Aortic Aneurysm
Love flows through the arteries and veins of Terin’s poem. Written for first anniversary of their mother’s sudden and wholly unexpected death, wrestling with the gap and the gifts she left behind.
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This bread is my body
Personal deconstruction of evangelicalism where there is still a craving for the intimacy of connection, who decides a bar can’t serve as the temple, and the laying on of hands has to be religious?