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Sycophant

Sycophant by MELISSA FRY BEASLEY We are all broken bits left over from some end, doorways leading to empty rooms. We run while we wait for something to move, everyday a barter of quench and...

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Wanderer

Wanderer by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON I wandered these uncharted lands where people live with broken hands and reaching out instead of giving in. I walked the plank with tender miles, sold my soul...