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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: If you imagine a group weaving a disharmonious double-jointed vision together, using their blood as dye, you may come close to revealing the proffered mouths of these voices. In Birds & H e a r t s, ra’ahe khayat writes; “we’re not humans without h e a r t… Read more
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The rain smells like dog breath. Turning her nose up at it, she peers out from under the market stall and eyes the gathering clouds as they swarm overhead. The rain hits the pavement and kicks up a stink that makes her feel queasy. Makes her belly heave like she be drinking but that was… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: Shut your mouth. No, seriously, shut your damn mouth, you look retarded. That’s right, RETARDED. Oh, London. Friday Night Office Girls in Friday Night Office Uniforms; midnight tights running down the front of a leg. Nuggets and fries and half on the floor. Alcoholic grins, my new best friend,… Read more
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There’s a beggar smoking a joint and she sniffs the scent and shakes her head like a cat chewing a mouse. The beggar has a cup by his feet, but it’s late in the day and looks like he’s not expecting any money. He’s sitting beneath the bridge that connects the poor side of town… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: Machiavelli’s Backyard by David Lohrey “We are radical practitioners of right thinking, determined to destroy Western Civilization. We must step back to move forward: first go the arts and the Decorations, then the courts, the laws and institutions. By the time we’re through, they’ll be nothing left but vaginal jelly and sawed-off shotguns.” Available… Read more
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Perched on the dressing table sits a cigarette. Ash falls from it and lands upon the carpet, and just like that she rubs the ash into the worn fabric with her big toe not caring if it leaves a mark. The comb glides through wet hair. It drags across her skull and gives her the… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: I love Japan. I’m so into it, I eat my cornflakes with chopsticks. I want to fit in. I’m so into it, I wear a fake, jet black top-knot of my bald head. ? Japan is everything I imagined it would be. They still hate us; it’s a chance… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: The editors of Sudden Denouement Literary Collective know that our strength is our writers. We hope that you enjoy getting to know them through our new Writer Interview Series. What name do you write under? My poetry and short stories are under Samantha Lucero. In what part of the… Read more
