Liberation “We heard a loud voice repeating the same words in English and in German…”1 May 25 1940, the first transport of thousands were marched through those gates. Gates that opened to what a select few called the Final Solution. But to those on the inside, the Final Solution had yet to come. Their Liberation Their Freedom Numbers painfully […]
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There is something deeply suffocating about life today in the prosperous west. Bourgeoisification, the suburbanisation of the soul, proceeds at an unnerving pace. Tyranny becomes docile and subservient, and soft totalitarianism prevails, as obsequious as a wine waiter. Nothing is allowed to distress and unsettle us. The politics of the playgroup rules us all.
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Conversations over drinks on the Psychology of Isolation By David Portyanskiy I was sitting alone underneath the dark lights drinking a cocktail I couldn’t remember the name of. The days go by leaving me more and more time to drink and sit in taverns. But now I was not alone, a stranger approached me when I remained in my […]
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DAWN It shuffled across the savannah Toward shade from the rising sun. In each hand it carried banana Held firm by opposing thumb. An ape by all rights of appearance, Yet upright its ambling gait. To primate behavior adherence Except little quirk of late. Whenever would pass by some water, It often would stop to stare. […]
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Paint by Numbers arrange my face with a one two three and insert a color of your choice find a vision of me that satisfies you then rip it up if you wish. Author Bio: Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. Her work has featured on Poetry Potion and The Poet Community.
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Tomorrow Things I have this list Started long ago Though I cannot recall when The paper’s crumpled Folded and stained With edges torn and thin From time to time I pull it out Allow my eyes to scan down through Before I click my pen And quickly Scribble a new word or two No lines mar These […]
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Limits You promised in front of a priest to love, honor, cherish. Then you started gambling, When you lost you started drinking. The more you lost, the more you drank. You came home drunk, yelled and cursed at me. I had to help you to bed, but you hit me. Then you started beating me. I […]
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My Heart Waits… Feeling something within my grasp Yet, the moment never lasts Reaching up into the sky Like a bird I long to fly Beyond the stars and past the moon To where my heart waits for you…
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King Me The heat is on, and the race is gaining speed. Yet, a quiet falls, brushing against that worrying question, “Will we make another mistake,” and the serpent will wrap us warm. But she will suffocate us cold. He too may carry a forked tongue, but is there heart inside the tin man? We beg to linger on […]
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Please, Stay and Guard Me by, Melissa R. Mendelson The room was a soft white. Lit candles decorated the furniture. Their flames bowed and swayed. Their warmth struggled to chase the coldness away. They failed. Still, they fought. I pulled a wooden chair up to his bed. He was lying on his back, staring up at the white ceiling. […]
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