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Poem: “Mommy I’m Lost”

And I stuck my thumb And I stuck my thumb Inside Inside the peach pie she made She made Sucked the viscous jam clean Clean and condemned myself Myself to a To...

Poem: “Outlet”

  Everyone knows me, how could they not — I feel like the outlet they plugged into and suddenly forgot. My title varies from nickname to nickname, and I’m an...

Rules for the Artist

Photo by Brigh Johnston Love your experiments. Joy is the engine of growth. Exploit the liberty in...