Vol. 9 No. 1.5: Thimbel: Transpoetics

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Editor's Note
check-in
Botany of the Self
Spirit Finds Me in the Deep & Light
Birdsong is Another Word for
Women
Hands
untitled
You are invited to close your eyes if that is your tradition
we got married on a train to Chicago–
Madame Mangetout
Passive Voice
A Letter to the Child I Once Was
Alaska Air, Boston to Seattle
We Don’t Stop Here
Inching Through & By
love letter to bisexual lighting
IYKYK
What does it mean for the body to replace itself every seven years?
Mindless Repeating of Myself
Don’t Confuse Restraint

Inching Through & By

by Elle DeCelles

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