Gnashing Teeth Publishing

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Pig Faced Cowardice by Michael Dwyer

The blood of beasts are spilled this day,

At least I wish it were,

They’re coming armed with ignorance,

And hatred has it’s spurs.

The riders well they’re faceless,

Cowardice runs deep,

This powder keg was set in motion long ago,

Fear begins to creep.

Now we find ourselves at a precipice,

An awful timed crescendo,

I only hope we sidestep madness,

I hope they fuckin know.

You can’t parade with tantrum flails,

It’s ugly and inane,

I guess that’s where we’re heading though,

This darkness is insane.

Michael Dwyer 1/6/2021

woman in glasses with reddish brown hair and a purple scarf around her neck

Gospel of Rosie by Ana Boyd

My best friend Rosie loves to bake. She puts her hair up in a bun and rolls up her sleeves, and whatever she makes, she makes at least two dozen.

face of a young woman with dark hair and red lipstick behind a large green palm frond

Class of 2013 by Xiomarra Milann

Freud tells me I want to fuck my mother and I don’t think this is what my parents meant when they told me to get a university education, I tell

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