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By Eris Carson
A poem about witnesses who have kept their mouths shut.
They dive into the ground, yet they can’t swim. Dirt on my fingers, spirits fly to the sky. Heaven seems fairly close, when arising with a bee, cease with a bird. Their wings resemble angels there. Are they dying? Possibly not. Depriving them of the will to exist, the more power running in my veins.
Girls Write Now On the Other Side of Everything: The 2023 Anthology
Do you know what it’s like to communicate with your family across a salty ocean’s divide? Do you want the sun and moon to enter your home with stories written in embers? Do you seek voices that will punctuate the darkness? Welcome to the other side of everything. It’s the other side of silence, the other side of childhood, the other side of hate, the other side of indifference, it’s the other side of sides, where the binary breaks down. It’s a new paradigm, a destination, a different perspective, a mindset, a state of openness, the space between the endless folds in your forehead, hopes for tomorrow, and reflections on the past. This anthology of diverse voices is an everything bagel of literary genres and love songs, secrets whispered in the dark of night, conversations held with ancestors under the sea.
Eris Carson is interested in pursuing writing horror, crime drama, documentaries, as well as creative writing, science fiction and more!…
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