Category: Art

  • Sweet

    Sweet

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    The Tert
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    Last night I felt you near, as near as my own skin; With eyes that I’ve envisioned countless times in my dreams. Underneath the moonlit sky you pranced around in glee; In the place where you had left me – ages ago it seems.    In the hour of my ruin, you offered me reprieve;…

  • Friends in Every Universe?

    Friends in Every Universe?

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    by

    The Tert
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    You ask, “Do you think we’re friends in every universe?”  My reaction is instinctive. Of course we are. You’re everything to me. My muse and my other half, as familiar to me as my reflection in a mirror. There’s nobody in this world that I consider myself closer to, nobody who understands me the way…

  • Amber Glass

    Amber Glass

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    by

    The Tert
    in ,

    We look in the windows of apartments, rich and middle-class and imagine lives of ours. Swapping clothes with the woman lighting candles on her dining table. Cutting my hair like the woman reading under a lamp in her little library. Drinking wine that’s not from Aldi with just a few people who fill the entire…

  • Dreams and despair of a pop-music icon

    Dreams and despair of a pop-music icon

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    Ronan Colley
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    Brian Wilson, singer and principal songwriter for what today must look like an oldies act, The Beach Boys, is an interesting figure in the list of many heartbroken musicians that, understandably, pour their poor souls into the music so dearly loved by many. I say interesting because the guy’s been through more hoops than the…

  • The Magic Joint

    The Magic Joint

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    Kirsten Hammermeister
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    Written by Kirsten Hammermeister and illustrated by Sash Lynch  *This was originally published in the ‘Tertangala: Horror Issue’ (2023)