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Istanbul: Friends and Islands

I spent the next two days in Istanbul exploring the city with one of my best friends from high school. I graduated from a high school with approximately 900 people and I manage to stay in touch with —we’re talking I-know-what-you’re-doing-and-where-you’re-doing-it-at-on-a-more-than-just-facebook-level— maybe five or six people. 1,230 more words


No. 305

She Will Re-Float. By CpSingleton © 2014

She used to want to be adored,
Jaws of everyone floored,
A fluorescent light in a cave.
The head turning, fire burning, 164 more words


No. 304

The Castaway. By CpSingleton © 2014

The sun pours like boiling tomato soup
Upon my limp form.
I haven’t the strength to roll over and… 80 more words


Medically Induced Swole Shame [TRIGGER WARNING]

I was swole shamed by a doctor this week, mocked and humiliated by him in front of my peers, simply because of his hatred for mid-bulk, able-bodied people like myself. 1,384 more words


No. 302

The difference between 19th century mill workers and their masters.

Rags to Riches. By CpSingleton © 2014

The small procession of filthy, drab rags follow the cheap pine box. 207 more words


Of a cross, blood and forgiveness

A beautiful poem by a guest writer that captures in a few words the true meaning of Easter.


No. 301

Love is the Law. (Revisited)

this poem is based on a very strange and life-like dream I had the night before last. It was ridiculously real. 361 more words