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New poem by @TimFrankquill!
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I think of Lot’s wife
forever turning. I imagine my arteries
also hardening.
- On Being Diagnosed with Prediabetes by
@jmfletcher84
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I'm always amazed by how such an immersive world can be made with so few words.
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A beautifully still poem.
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Every once and a while, I'm hit by a story that makes me feel an unreal amount of nostalgia. Today's story does just that.
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Floating in the Void. Art by Edward Michael Supranowicz
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"When I think back to the Fifth of July, I can see myself on the dimpled, decaying tan couch."
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Reminder to submit to issue four! Little over a week left, and I want to consider your stories. Word count is 1k-5k.
(To all who saw the the typo version, sorry! Thanks for the catch @simon_coll87859)
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Wallow in despair with me and read my 2 poems up @sufferersdigest!
Two poems by @TimFrankquill
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Loved this story.
"While I was in the feed store ordering a bag of grain for my horses, Sam, its owner, asked after my mother who was in a hospital in Miami...."
- Who? by E.P. Lande
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"While I was in the feed store ordering a bag of grain for my horses, Sam, its owner, asked after my mother who was in a hospital in Miami...."
- Who? by E.P. Lande
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