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_{Featured by: betwixtthepages}

violence and orbitswe sign ourselves into cages:
       this, sighing
       the light from tunnels
       the light from discarded idols
       the light at my fingertips
you are the comet that shatters the earth
i grasp the ice and dust, not burning, not freezing
ways to reach
which encapsulate the sun
ways to reach that fuse people together:
       words of blood flowers or poison
       movement like knives
       the taste of steel
       slit dresses and metallic boots
       holding together with light
       alive
the stalagmites tell me
the calcite water tells me
the faraway ocean tells me
the naval ships tell me
       something about cages
i pillar myself like strength at the edge of the water
your mask is cracking the sky like scales and chains
i and you watch the rush of a ma

"violence and orbits" by Atheshya

_{Some only stay for a little while.} 

_{Some we spend the rest of our lives chasing after.}

Who Is Your MotherThere is no tired like new-mother, 
rock-breasted, bleeding, 
brand-new mother exhausted.  
Sleep a while; please sleep a while.
I tuck your arms into soft fleece, mark the 'O' 
of your tiny mouth as I do it, crook you 
in one elbow. We are surely alone, and slip
into dreams, you and this woman
who is your mother, drowning together
in pillows, bed-sheets, down. 
There is no fear like new-mother, 
groggy, incision-pain, narcotic-haze, 
frantic new-mother terror.  Sleep
a while; please sleep a while.
My heart lurches -- stops -- breaks.
I jolt across the bed, scanning 
your tiny face for breathing signs, 
a twitch, a sigh.  We are still alone
and when you move, I crook you back
into my elbow.  Sleep a while.
 

"Who Is Your Mother" by fernknits

_{guiding the reader with punctuation} 

_{and pauses to a cozy and comforting end.}

_{Featured by: Gingersanps}

"cLock" by viralremix

_{having trouble with their art} 

_{appeals to me. In fact, it might appeal to everybody.}

_{Featured by: Carmalain7}

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"No Tomorrow for this Mad World" by AddoPluvia

_{A lament for reality.}

_{Featured by Exnihilo-nihil}

IIIJe rêve de vos doigts
Tempérant mon ardeur
J'imagine vos courbes
Où danseront mes mains
Je songe à vos soupirs
Sur ma peau qui palpite,
À vos pupilles immenses
Au bout de ce combat...
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"III" by Ninefiftin

_{"Beautifully raw with a subtle touch of eroticism."}

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