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Karyna McGlynn

When Someone Says I Love You the whole room fills up with iced tea, something gives: the sun peels from your window, a sugared lemon, whole, flaming, hanging there. You tell them they must: puncture your chest with a straw to suck all the empty out, but because they say love they think they can’t… Continue reading Karyna McGlynn

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Buddy Wakefield

I no longer need you to fuck me as hard as I hated myself. Make love to me like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did. Go slow. I’m new to this. But I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop without jumping. I have realized that the moon… Continue reading Buddy Wakefield

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Paulie Lipman

Woke up with my mouth on the rail again A minute’s more sleep and the train would’ve curbstomped me into oblivion, my scattered teeth a star show for the tunnel rats We are all a second and centimeter away from being art — Paulie Lipman, from “Sometimes the Light at the end of the Tunnel… Continue reading Paulie Lipman

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Buddy Wakefield

even before we met, when the assignment was to draw words with their own literal meanings I would write out each letter of the word LOVE using winning halves of wishbones, melted Crayons and the toe tips of the great dancers who’ve quit dancing because I don’t give up on shit like that. —Buddy Wakefield,… Continue reading Buddy Wakefield

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Rachel McKibbens

You have my permission not to love me; I am a cathedral of deadbolts and I’d rather burn myself down than change the locks. — Rachel McKibbens, from “Letter From My Brain to My Heart,” Pink Elephants. (Cypher Books, December 1, 2009)   

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