Mutant
The radioactive waste
my home sleeps on…
Category: Poetry
I Hear the Bells of Hell
I left pieces of myself buried among the words.
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Profession of Faith
The old satellite dish
technology’s word made whole
in mute obsolescence stands
motor frozen…
Monologues to Perform at the End of the World by Lenna Mendoza
I always thought we’d go out in a big way, like the dinosaurs did. With a nuclear winter or…
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Pursuit: evasion by Tiffany Morris
1. You wake to fog, fire, fevers. The second day of reckoning.
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Terraforming by Vivian Wagner
The game involves making
Mars habitable and profitable,
ritual by Robin M. Eames
close all cupboard doors
step on all pavement cracks
The Integral by Rajnesh Chakrapani
My tincture – when the bubbles
floated by my face – submitted oscillations.
Velocity of arch, vaguely – you.
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DISSECTION (ii) by Alyson Miller
Parts of the bowel were found first, congealed in the blood-sticky path to the bedroom. It had been shredded with patient ferocity, the meaty tissue…
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Supplementary Performance in the Snow by Rajnesh Chakrapani
I’m not sure who I invited into my bedroom
I reached for twigs and got pubic hair
Scratched someone’s navel to
