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biannual lit mag focused on trauma, mental health, social justice, & marginalized voices.

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Thanks to everyone who submitted to issue v! We are busy reading submissions & will send out notices soon. ✍️
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"I am indebted to the nameless and the named, the symphony of tractors chased and unchased, the amber waves of grain which assault us in lyrics and postcards." Barns & barn-like & hearts & heart-like & Missy & mystery & meaning. @aliner at @_tapmag_ taplitmag.com/alina-stefanes…
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Today I’m teaching middle schoolers “Ode to the Letter B” by Aracelis Girmay & their own odes are fireeeee. This kid just said Z is “a broken hourglass.” 😱🔥
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"No matter where we go, there's a history of white men describing a landscape so they can claim it." From @HieuMinh's @Coffee_House_ NOT HERE
"I’ve never been much of a salesman. Though I skid on the dark turns, I don’t crash." teapawt.net/kenyonreview/status/99…
“First termites, then woodpeckers come. I was left behind by the glacier. A boulder in the field too big to move. The stream runs in thick blue ballpoint.” bit.ly/2wpIRcx
Submissions close today! Don't forget to send us your work 🔥 teapawt.net/_tapmag_/status/992199…
SEEKING: the gutsiest & gussiest writing fit to print. |tap| is accepting submissions until Saturday! taplitmag.com/submit/
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"Sometimes the spools of our words shoulder a responsibility to this joy making." teapawt.net/ninasudhakar/status/99…
This is why we pray so heavily for stacks upon stacks of ordinary feeling and do things with such care. -Muriel Leung, from BONE CONFETTI
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SEEKING: the gutsiest & gussiest writing fit to print. |tap| is accepting submissions until Saturday! taplitmag.com/submit/
if someone dares publish another “is poetry dead” article, please just tell them they could’ve used that space for a poem, probably a couple poems. and stfu.
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Because the world is at the window we cannot wonder very long. -Gwendolyn Brooks
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"I was in my bed, around my bed America was falling: invisible house by invisible house by invisible house." teapawt.net/AvantGarcia/status/984…
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And now, each night I count the stars, And each night I get the same number. And when they will not come to be counted, I count the holes they leave. -Amiri Baraka, from "Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note"
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I saw the earth was one of the great unsuccessful poems. —Mary Ruefle, end of “Favorite Song”
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