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TYPES OF THING EverythingNothing STAGES OF FRUIT UnripeRipeOverripe POSITIONS OF A LIGHT SWITCH OnOff PEAS How many frozen peas are in a bag?Should I count them?No.Some things are better not knowing. THE OFFICE Everyone who comes into the office has a limp.The security guards are all exactly 5 ft 3 inches tall.There are three clocksContinue reading “Jacob Louis Beaney: STATES OF BEING/TYPES OF THING”

Kindness can be conflictual.Learn to pull garlic mustard up by the roots.Remember: violence is no solutionwhen the enemy is alleopathic.The soil remains poisoned with cyanide,sinigrin, a slew of glucosinates.Still, remember, the soil remains.This memory will maintain your purposefulness. Leave the ground be, after you’ve weeded.Time away from your hands is essential.Killing is not victory. Instead,learnContinue reading “Terry Trowbridge: Garlic Mustard You Must Learn to Fight Each Year”

I’m not interested in metaphor;I’m interested in light. I sucked him off in front of the mirrorresting beneath the open window. He cursed,staring straight ahead, face dripping sweat. I looked over my shoulderand saw a stranger staring in. He parted his hairy cheeks for me.His pink crack with spit glistened and ruststained his cleft. TongueContinue reading “E. N. Díaz: DYSPHORIA”

There have been plenty of times when I had to fight for my life. Sometimes it was for my “health and safety”, sometimes for happiness. I fought for what I could not bear to lose, but I lost all the same. I can still recall the taste of all those defeats, as bitter as unripeContinue reading “Claudia Wysocky: “Health and Safety””

In an everyday sense I pick upa plate of sausage and hamand radish and mycunt is not a private personThe theater has finally figured outhow to copulate, the airconditioner is a collectivenoun. Your father, youmentionedwas a fascist in the early days of the war?I erect something animal and“thinking” in me every day, they claim thatisContinue reading “Ann Pedone: extracts from ‘from: The Greenland’”

(explanations, of sorts)I’m lying on Keats’ wide-world shoreline, escaping the plastic bag crackle,the hand dryer buzz, the barbed wire bickering that wraps round my eardrums:if I call it mindfulness, it’s an acceptable coping mechanism.I’m enjoying the silenced sea and the muted seagulls and the absolute desolation,when a head curls round my bedroom door and IContinue reading “Grace Royal: Brain Itch”

Content/trigger warnings: discussions of settler colonialism, medically transitioning, mentalhealth, state violence, incarceration, and ableism; brief reference to apartheid. statement of plans Provide a Statement of Plans in which you explain your writing plans for the duration ofthe program. Statement may not exceed 1000 words. What do you want? You want me to tell you theContinue reading “Erica Rivera: statement of plans”