Last Letter
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Poetry
I'm going to need a shower,
when I get out-
wash this prison off me.
Help me with this, come inside the water with me.
Wash the stink of green off my chest,
my back,
my mind.
Wash this filthy, miserable place
off me for the last time.
Make me clean.
Wipe the slate,
turn the page,
come into my arms and promise
me everything will be ok this time.
Promise me the world-
give me you.
That's all I want,
that's all I ask.
Clean me of this damaged life
and make it right.
And I swear I will do whatever it takes to be a better man.
I swear it.
I'm going to need a shower,
when I get out-
wash this prison off me.
Help me with this, come inside the water with me.
Wash the stink of green off my chest,
my back,
my mind.
Wash this filthy, miserable place
off me for the last time.
Make me clean.
Wipe the slate,
turn the page,
come into my arms and promise
me everything will be ok this time.
Promise me the world-
give me you.
That's all I want,
that's all I ask.
Clean me of this damaged life
and make it right.
And I swear I will do whatever it takes to be a better man.
I swear it.
Date Published
November 11, 2025
Dan’s Drawing
By Dan
A drawing of Stitch from Lilo and Stitch, sent to us by Dan.
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ISSUE NO. 25
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1 MIN READ
Self Reflection
By Sofia
Often I try to self-reflect which turns into waves of rings around me. This picture reflects my days in general; life is static, surrounded by waves around.
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ISSUE NO. 25
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1 MIN READ
Beyond the Steel Mesh
By Anonymous
The cage stands bold, with its steel-clad mesh. For within its grip, it’s us it holds. Ten foot walls, of cold creme concrete. For outside we muster, like horses in stalls.
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ISSUE NO. 25
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2 MIN READ
Burning Broken Thoughts
By Wolverine
I know you think you’re broken far too much to ever heal properly, like all those other folk that make life seem so real.
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