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The Man in the Skull Mask Writes a Dating Advice Article by James Thorpe

  Conventional wisdom tells us that      is fleeting.      is a meaningful thing shared, traditionally, between two people. That said,      can also be shared between larger groups of people and in a variety of ways, although          or         are the two main umbrella terms for the many nuances and types of      which exist.  It is often said that      is blind, conquers all, and can exist at first sight. Regardless of your personal opinion on it though, there’s no denying that      is a key part of life. Naturally, it follows suit that all people – as inherently social animals – seek to experience      so what do you do if you can’t find it?      can be difficult to find but here are three key tips, distilled down from years of experience observing human romantic interactions, to really help you find     :     Now you’ve got some fundamentals on the         process it’s worth considering some of the more nuanced points. Depending on what you are personally attracted to you will nee

Live on the Land, but Not for Too Long by Lydia Sofia

Each new sun brought deep retching, tugging sea-rope from her throat  until it fell away to air. Facing the glass, a grimace as ship-belly fug steams it up. In trying to escape the thing, she fell tongue-first into it each morning gasp-gulping scalding coffee. Tried switching to tea but it’s all bloody pennies. All Bran turns to flakes of bone, splinters pinning palate, safe porridge glooping molten viscera. Trusted tulips looked so alive on a sunny windowsill. Still, they dirtied their water and it took a long time to track down the decay smell. She downs the stagnant water with a belch – these substitutes won’t do for long. --- Lydia Sofia is a writer living in Worcestershire. Recurring themes of magic, nature and transition often appear in her work, and when she isn’t writing she is supporting victims of sexual violence. She’s on Instagram, posting under the following handle: @lydiasofiawrites

Tarmac by Gareth Writer-Davies

like a dinosaur chomping  the miller roars and gouges with iron fangs decayed tarmac spewing  arc-ing residue into the belly of the dumpster the paver waits to smear sticky black spitting tar-flames from a bucket  the crew (thousands of miles in their pockets) ready with rakes compactors and nameless tools   as the hot bitumen  slinks gaps remaining through dusk and dawn until the job is done  tonight I sleep to terrifying thuds and the rattle of plates the house  pitched with the smeltaste of dinosaurs --- Gareth Writer-Davies is from Brecon, Wales. He achievements include: being shortlisted for the Bridport Prize (2014 and 2017); being commended in the Prole Laureate Competition (2015) and Prole Laureate for 2017; being commended in the Welsh Poetry Competition (2015) and Highly Commended in 2017. His publications are:  Bodies (2015) and  Cry Baby (2017), both published by Indigo Dreams;  The Lover's Pinch (2018) and The End (2019) both published by Arenig Press. He was also

Amateur Birder by John Grey

I know some of the birds by their call but not all. On my woodland walk, half form in my head just from the sound they make. I’m talking about you, chickadee. And you, Blue Jay. But there’s others  whose trill   can’t come up with  anything corporeal. Song begins in the canopy, bewitches my ear. Alas, my tongue has no say in it. --- John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident, recently published in Soundings East, Dalhousie Review and Connecticut River Review. Latest book, “Leaves On Pages” is available through Amazon.