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Poetry, chapbook, 28 pages, from Bottlecap Features. Temporary Preparations grapples with tensions and anxieties that are both in the intern

From Max Stone's chapbook, Temporary Preparations, available from Bottlecap Press!

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Poetry, chapbook, 32 pages, from Bottlecap Features. THINGS I COULD SCREAM TO THE WORLD (but never whisper to you), by Julie Houston, is a c

From Julie Houston's chapbook, THINGS I COULD SCREAM TO THE WORLD (but never whisper to you), available from Bottlecap Press!

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Poetry, chapbook, 32 pages, from Bottlecap Features. Hunger is the engine in this little book. Like all books, this one is a cookbook for tu

From frankie bb's chapbook, I'm Hungry, Please Come Home, available from Bottlecap Press!

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First Kiss

I stole a kiss from you on our first real date I couldn't help it You were in the middle of a sentence as you spoke of music and art you loved and I just leaned over and kissed you And then filled anxious nerves

"Oh" that was all you said and I apologized again and again You looked at me I looked at you and we tried again for a first kiss

For real this time

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a comic about cuddles

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Please tell me i'm not as forgettable as your silence is making me feel.

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a you-shaped hole in the universe Celia Paul, Ocean Vuong, Owen Gent, Alejandra Pizarnik (trans. Yvette Siegert), Karman Verdi, Edna St Vincent Millay

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Thinking of how writings and bathrooms have become my safe spaces, to the point where I can be around other people, and instead just go to a bathroom and just write, but it's also a balancing act, the act of trying not feel everything at once lest you break down...And how to actually allow your emotions to flow and let them not define you. It's an uncomfortable, comfortable safe space where I know this writing helps, but I don't would rather not feel anything, life is weird but true like that, we are all somewhat prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we at certain points in our lives are all defined by something we cannot change

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“Let it go. Something beautiful wants to grow in its place.” - Unknown

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Garden Snake

There is a snake that dwells in my backyard

who finds it deeply soothing to spread himself

across a flat rock in the afternoon sunshine

until I stomp along and disturb his slumber,

sending him slithering, S-like, forwards and

sideways at the same time in total silence

sending him into the deep green of the lilies,

into the shadows, slipping in close to the soil

where those things hide that wish not to be seen

and I sense the shame of having scared away

a denizen of the sun, of stone, and replaced it

with the shy emptiness of where he used to be.

-GeorgeFilip

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without you

“I’m better off without you” were the last words you ever told me.

The last words from my favourite person.

The last words before my life went to the lowest point it’s ever been.

You were the one person i was sure i could trust, the one person i could always listen to and the one person i could always talk to.

You.

It was always you, everytime somone asked who i‘m texting, who i‘m thinking about, who i see as my best friend, i‘d say your name. But then on that day, the day exactly we met 5 years ago. You texted me „I‘m better off without you“ because someone you met less than a month ago told you lies about me, so obvious lies, things you should know I’d never do after knowing me for so long. After basically being my second half, and yet you still believed them.

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– Noor Unnahar, Instagram account "noor_unnahar"

[TEXT ID: / [Lemons] / My father's mother loved lemons. Years after her passing, / we run out of everything, but never / lemons. / Nothing else shelters grief / better than memory. / It's my father way of saying, / even in your absence, you will be / cared by me. / END ID]