The Anti-Literary Magazine

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Simon Ravenscroft

Wine corks lying on corded string, two still in their cages.

Rememberary

I’m feeling better than I was earlier, you said as you leaned in.

A hiker sitting at the edge of a cliff, overlooking a green vista, their back to the camera.

Midsummer Commoner

I think you are proud but unsure, but do not know for sure