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Poem: Self-Cannibalism

“Self-Cannibalism” You’ve freeze-dried the joy heard First from a crackling car speaker, Packaging your life’s magic inside A Lucite puck for modern display. A million’s not a million as time goes by And villas in Nice don’t get...

Poem: MUSIK4U

“MUSIK4U” Through the misty cover of the surface effect, The strums of lazy guitar and soft, stifled coughs. The vape gives up its cloud of forgetting: A weedy trade for his half-broke bass amp. Orange County never was the place. It never was the place. It...