Forewords by Isabella Lai
“But there is this constant compulsion, this itch to articulate, knowing it will be misread…” – excerpt from Forewords, fiction by Isabella Lai
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“But there is this constant compulsion, this itch to articulate, knowing it will be misread…” – excerpt from Forewords, fiction by Isabella Lai
“They don’t tell you this, / but when a star dies, / it burns so hot, / the atoms forget themselves.” – excerpt from How to Burn Like a Star, poetry by Joshua Walker #TheMetaworker
“The wind unspools a thousand birds taking flight. / A fierce frigate broadens her wings across the sky” – excerpt from Accidents of Chance, poetry by Grace Lynn #TheMetaworker
“On our beach-front property / of bamboo tent-poles and plastic tarp / we celebrate our anniversary.” – excerpt from Alizeh, poetry by Jimmy Saekki #TheMetaworker
Ice Cream, Porch, & Audacity, micro poetry by K Spicka #TheMetaworker
“That one, she’s got nails sharp, mouth sharp, / and a heart blunter.” – excerpt from Accusations by a Half-Lover, poetry by Tejal Doshi
“It was dark, warm, and sticky in there.” – excerpt from Falling in Love Inside a Stray Hot Sauce Packet, micro fiction by Sarp Sozdinler
“you rise, / lay your arms like the seam / of the first dawn across / my shoulders and sigh with the robins,” excerpt from Sharh on on Sahih al-Bukhari 5460, poetry by Reyzl Grace #TheMetaworker
“For a moment, / the tip of your finger / lights / on the edge of my hand…” – excerpt from Sharh on Sunan Ibn Majah 3914, poetry by Reyzl Grace #TheMetaworker
“The swirling tendrils of smoke lifted from the cigarette, manifesting into clouds that hung heavy and low in the troposphere.” – excerpt from Rotten, fiction by Bran Winkler @local__skunk #TheMetaworker
Peonies, micro fiction by Kevin Armor Harris #TheMetaworker
“Your gaze was fixed on something in the front, not on any person or any seat or fixture in the bus, but probably on a ghost that only you could see.” – excerpt from December Rain by Subarna Mohanty #MetaworkerMonday #TheMetaworker
“I used to think that love was a kind of violence… Because tonight I’m hooked on you like a knife caught in my throat.” – excerpt from Suckers by Campbell Brown @p0cketwatch3s #TheMetaworker #MetaworkerMonday
“When you ask me to sleep on the couch, / you wince. You know I know / you’ve banished others” – excerpt from Sharh on Sunan an-Nasa’i 736 by Reyzl Grace @reyzlgrace #TheMetaworker #ForgeFriday
“I will always return the books you lend me because I know they are important.” – excerpt from Unknown Author, fiction by Paul Rabinowitz #TheMetaworker #ForgeFriday
“I trace your name in morning shadows.” – excerpt from “Your Scent”, micro fiction by Erin Jamieson @erin_simmer #MetaworkerMonday #TheMetaworker
“We chanced upon him on our honeymoon. His gallery was empty / but well-lit” – excerpt from A Secret Knowledge of How to Love by Kit Willett #TheMetaworker #MetaworkerMonday
Micro Poems by Chris Bullard #TheMetaworker MetaworkerMonday
“I longed to brush my lips next to yours– to taste the tang of rubies on your tongue.” excerpt from Rubies by Carol E. Anderson #TheMetaworker #MetaworkerMonday
“Where shall they meet? The deli, let’s say. Maybe she works behind the counter. Maybe he comes in for a sandwich.” – excerpt from Recipe by Annie Borelli #TheMetaworker #MetaworkerMonday
“In the Mood”, a poem by Lucia Owen #TheMetaworker #MetaworkerMonday
“Here’s where I was those last nights, / twisting on that rack / of a recliner next to your bed” – excerpt from “Last Nights, Dreaming” by Lucia Owen #TheMetaworker #MetaworkerMonday
“Your autumn red curls, wrapped in Nigerian print, crowned your head like royalty. Africa hung from your earlobes, swayed in pride.”
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“He told me how the image of that clear cold gin sliding past my red lips and down my throat had driven him nearly mad with desire.”
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