Fiction & Poetry

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Pomegranate

His head had split open like a beautiful flower or a pomegranate, the seeds of meat glistening in the sun.

Fiction & Poetry

Malthusian Rot

In the city, in the town, in the countryside, in the world in my head, in my heart, a plague spreads forever and endless, its tears and destroys the fabric of all and nothing.

Fiction & Poetry

No official state decree or police order holds me in my room, but I feel a sense of responsibility to remain locked inside, to prevent the spread of a novel disease, whose name saturates every news feed, bulletin, and information source available.

Fiction & Poetry

Plague of the Hashtag

“Patient presents. STATES DEPRESSION IS STABLE. NO THOUGHTS OF SELF-HARM. DOING PRETTY WELL ON [redacted]. NO SIDE EFFECTS. REALLY NOT THAT MUCH EFFICACY, HOWEVER.”