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		<title>Poetry: Having Crept from the Shoe’s Cocoon</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2021 13:53:05 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>Having Crept from the Shoe’s Cocoon (After a line by Rilke) How was she to caress him: with the earth Creeping into the knowledge of things, &#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.Feel the toe pull blossoming into Cognizance of life’s treading steps &#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.Into the lair of cannibals to be, Waiting to ingest every heel imaginable Of hole-in-sole humanity gone bad. &#8230;</p>
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		<title>Poetry: We Must Bleed by Robert Beveridge</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2021 13:43:52 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>We Must Bleed by Robert Beveridge It’s the word made flesh, but also the flesh made word. It’s the Joshua trees made into bonfires and the protectors not allowed to protect them. It’s the virus in the lexicon, it’s the cancer in the brain, it’s the hungry, hungry ghost in the bottle, in the needle, &#8230;</p>
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		<title>Poetry: Hungry by Leslie Dianne</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Nov 2021 08:12:03 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>Hungry by Leslie Dianne A flock of girls huddles on the corner admiring each other’s bones you are beautiful you are lovely no thighs how divine they warble like birds and ooh and ahh at the number of ribs they can count &#160; A delivery man cycles by and their mouths water as the scent &#8230;</p>
<p>The post <a href="https://www.flashesofbrilliance.org/poetry-hunger-by-leslie-dianne/">Poetry: Hungry by Leslie Dianne</a> appeared first on <a href="https://www.flashesofbrilliance.org">Flashes Of Brilliance</a>.</p>
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		<title>Fiction: The Last Two Pennies by Eva Schultz</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Nov 2021 13:33:20 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>The Last Two Pennies &#160; On the last day of summer, Cassie and I went to the park to throw pennies in the wishing well. When we were eight years old and newly minted best friends, she had promised to do this with me every year until we graduated. And now we’d made it – &#8230;</p>
<p>The post <a href="https://www.flashesofbrilliance.org/fiction-the-last-two-pennies-by-eva-schultz/">Fiction: The Last Two Pennies by Eva Schultz</a> appeared first on <a href="https://www.flashesofbrilliance.org">Flashes Of Brilliance</a>.</p>
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		<title>Poetry: 2020 by James Croal Jackson</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Nov 2021 12:19:53 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>2020 The people I love have never been further &#38; I&#8217;ve never been so nervous this long not knowing which of the weeks will be the one I can leave &#38; be bound to the beginning I will uncork this love inside me (ever underground and rooting) such that crowds will be willed into existence &#8230;</p>
<p>The post <a href="https://www.flashesofbrilliance.org/poetry-2020-by-james-croal-jackson/">Poetry: 2020 by James Croal Jackson</a> appeared first on <a href="https://www.flashesofbrilliance.org">Flashes Of Brilliance</a>.</p>
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		<title>Rohypnol by Laura McGlashan</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Nov 2021 12:31:31 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>Rohypnol by Laura McGlashan “Let’s bunk a train,” I mouthed. There was no point shouting against the music. Vanessas’s smile told me she had managed to retain some lip-reading ability despite our condition. As escapism hits, we escape too. Everyone’s too high to care anyway. We don’t offer an explanation. We make our way to &#8230;</p>
<p>The post <a href="https://www.flashesofbrilliance.org/rohypnol-by-laura-mcglashan/">Rohypnol by Laura McGlashan</a> appeared first on <a href="https://www.flashesofbrilliance.org">Flashes Of Brilliance</a>.</p>
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		<title>Poetry: the dance by Richard Farndon</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2021 08:56:08 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>the dance if I asked you would you dance wild and freely in the tall grass would you hold me like your lover free and wildly brushing noses a honking with the geeses stamping out our meaning would you whisper with your fingers untie me with with your words until I&#8217;m overcome by spaces the &#8230;</p>
<p>The post <a href="https://www.flashesofbrilliance.org/poetry-the-dance-by-richard-farndon/">Poetry: the dance by Richard Farndon</a> appeared first on <a href="https://www.flashesofbrilliance.org">Flashes Of Brilliance</a>.</p>
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		<title>November 13th by David Oakley</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2021 13:28:34 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>November 13th. This morning I put on a coat I had not worn for a long time. In the left-hand pocket, I found a single euro piece and a shopping list, written in red crayon on the back of a grocery receipt. I know I must have been at home when I wrote the list, &#8230;</p>
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		<title>Believer by Alan Swyer</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Oct 2021 12:22:46 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>Believer  In the midst of an August heatwave in Los Angeles, Elliot Feldman woke up in a cold sweat at 3 in the morning with a startling realization: he no longer believed in God. Had he been a doctor, lawyer, or architect, such an awareness might have been mildly, or perhaps even moderately troubling. But &#8230;</p>
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		<title>Contentment: by Jennifer Christie Temple</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2021 16:24:07 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>Contentment Happy is the man who needs no reason to smile, when life with no hindrance is reason enough.Life writhes, connives, with twists and unexpected turns and though misfortunes stings can burn the snake of life persists.Laughter, joy and love, like pearls,, are strung along the chain, a counterbalance to the pain as experience unfurls. &#8230;</p>
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