The Old House
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The Old House

The old house is trying to erase itself.

The red bricks now rendered…

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My Nan As A Butoh Ghost
Matthew Phillips Matthew Phillips

My Nan As A Butoh Ghost

Now just the soul.

Like trapped gas.

The helium that holds her upright. 

Slowly leaking out…

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The Cicada
Matthew Phillips Matthew Phillips

The Cicada

“The shell split open,

A bridge between worlds…”

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Angels
Matthew Phillips Matthew Phillips

Angels

“It was dark and I was sparkling,

Like an orb of light travelling across the water of the void…”

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Coming Out (Again)
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Coming Out (Again)

“I write my story.

Constantly coming out, constantly afraid.

No one knows who I am unless I tell them.

I am tired of the cycle…”

Read time: 1 min

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On Display
Jessica Zahra Jessica Zahra

On Display

“This bag of meat held by skeletal frames, 

Does not belong to me…”

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