Ryan Prehn

gilayn manday (high tide)

gilayn manday (high tide) manifest as tears, he finally came my spirit was drenched in him like he come up to hug a brother this bingay (older brother), him quenched a thirst vengeful sated scorching anger girambit (salt-water) salving sorrow, …

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Tell Me Like You Mean It: New Poems from Young and Emerging Writers

‘Emerging’ is a strange word, and ‘strange’ is probably a cop out. It is often arbitrary, sometimes condescending, frequently empowering and often carries with it an incredible sense of community.

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ante meridiem

            The stranger grimaces, decries amateur orchestration, prescribes humoral amelioration, statim! Anorexique a’la cygne noir! Splenetic retch periodically ejects whence ennui claims           fount, and apathy fills rococo-chalice measures to brim.                     Motorists, motoring in their cars, carrying, I suppose,           regular folk: …

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