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Poetry

My Dear Old Friend

June 5, 2024June 4, 2024 The Tert

I have barely seen you these past few years, but there are holes in my heart that belong to you. And memories marked with

CULTURE Poetry

April 21, 2024April 21, 2024 Zoe Petersen

‘Break Appetit’ What is there to eat when the food runs out? Pad your stomach with the briny gruel of rage. What is

Poetry

March 13, 2024March 12, 2024 The Tert

it’s fresh when I pass it by guts glistening in the dim headlights, a red smear of viscera across the dewy morning concrete. as

Poetry

February 17, 2024February 17, 2024 The Tert

‘It’s in the sway of her hips I can see her sins. Like a an STD; it crawls through her blood. Her lips cushion