Nooks Krannie

palestinian/persian writer/girl @nookskrannie

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https://www.philosophicalidiot.com/nookskrannieother

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my essay Barely, Semi Loud nominated for the Pushcart Prize.

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Milk: An Anthology of Eroticism is now shipping

UK / WORLDWIDE 

Featuring:  Kailey Alyssa, Andrew Darlington, Alison Graham, Andrew Hook,  Brian Howell, Rhys Hughes, N.A. Jackson, Jane Jacobs, Nooks Krannie, Francesca Kritikos, Socrates Martinis, Jared Pollen, Rosie Quattromini, Jessica Rhodes, Sarra Said-Wardell, Fred Spoliar, and Nina Ward.

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Fever On Amazon Prime by Nooks Krannie

Fever On Amazon Prime Pillows bought at Target were my downfall since forever. My spine was tilting towards a direction and I’ve had four Tylenol tubes already floating in my throat. Silk fucks with my head and fucks my skin to slide a velvet tongue on my cheeks. I was feverish and you ha

i have a feverish nonfic piece in the first issue of bad pony mag!

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Strawberries supple, teeth of tart seeds. My first memory of any summer is this, holding rough sand in both hands and playing touch-me-not with salted foam between toes. Big man, curly man a shade darker than my own, holding sand filled socks like a baby between both arms. (Read More)

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Staring at the green stuck on my finger, I was judging the sagging piece of coriander for allowing shades of ginger in its body. You were standing with your back towards me, putting shredded meat into the pressure cooker that we both had paid for at walmart. The sweat on your neck was like crystals and I wondered if you were just hot or hot for me. I could smell lentils bathing in their own liquid and decided to leave your skin alone. I was hot for you. (Read More)

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A short prose piece in Faded Out <3

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IBNAT by NOOKS KRANNIE

The pink floor lamp was flickering behind my ear, the dirt was making terrains for summer ants on the plastic strips that we got from Ikea to cover the life-size window behind your couch, also from…

Non-fiction in the new Vagabond City Lit issue. <3

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NON-FICTION Barely, Semi Loud Nooks Krannie

At the end of winter, I was looking to blow some money on something fragile and undemanding. I bought the Instant Back with my Diana camera because I knew no one had patience on St Denis street after 6pm. I wanted to be as happy as the faces on the instax mini fujifilm, rainbows and bears scre

My essay "Barely, Semi Loud" is out today in the new issue of Drunk Monkeys.

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nooks krannie.

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Red room is for living and smoking costly pink noses. Mine were wrapped in silken tofu pain, I smoked it while I was living. The ashtray was Alona’s responsibility tonight and she faced the lit red cross that was holding her mom’s old college books under christmas lights and sighed. “Baking and fucking on my knees, I don’t think I’m gonna cum tonight.” She got up and hit on Liam’s hat that was stuck on his eyelids, Liam was scared of apples and hard truths. We were focusing on Fi’s sword tattoo on her arm, she was rubbing her fist on the giant banana leaf that was still wet in oil on the canvas. Fi said her tattoo was a force to reckon with and comes alive in cheap toilets decorated with yellow light bulbs and faded shower curtains. Lollipop and bowties were tonight’s theme and Alona’s silver Honda was burning orange in all Drake under my terrace. Starbucks and blue pills were our equal sin and all of us could live with it believing we could. The last thing before throwing up in plastic cups was lucid dialing Domino's pizza for a catered funeral. Asphyxiation set it when ritzy left our eyes and we were naked under checkered robes of equal weight, blinking twice for sneaker on cheese.

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I have a short essay "Cum Sessions" in the newest @beaboutitpress 🌸

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Well look at this, the internet edition of be about it zine is here! Get your copy of #14 – send us an email at [email protected], or paypal $3.50 to [email protected] <3

Cover artwork by Vincenzo Balistreri

Featuring poetry, short prose, and artwork by:

Adam “A.j.” Binash 

Andrea Coates

anna avery

catch business

Cassandra

Colin Kelly Sumption aka EmoDad666

Luis Neer 

Joe Carrow

Nooks Krannie

Perry Davis

Rachel Olson

Shannon Runka

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I have a short essay in this alongside work from so many talented people!

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Cheap cotton tank top stuck under my armpits, the summer heat was making us light extra candles and pray for extra $5 donations. I was cheap and stuck at Saint Joseph Oratory under Mary’s smile and she gazed at her feet and I felt her son didn’t really save me. You had sad eyes and your hair was the best thing in the heat.

I have an essay up at Talking Soup. It’s about a one sided crush and features mac and cheese heavily.

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I have a poem up on Alien Mouth today <3

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nooks krannie 20/07/17

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14th March

The bed smelled of Ikea meatballs in brown sauce and my brown vagina. The smoke was not letting up and I was drowning on your bed. I looked out of the window after days of not feeling anything other than your cum on my neck. The cum was still there, dried and flaking off as if my skin had claimed it a part of itself. The sun was hitting granite and ‘je me souviens’ on burnt rubber tires, incomplete clouds hid, ashamed of my mouth and breath. Your cum was still on my tongue, in the back and I could taste it in my consciousness and