Main

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html import

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Events

first seen date

2024-09-17 05:54:33

expired found date

-

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Open Graph

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Bold + Italic

description

magazine

site name

Bold + Italic

author

updated

2026-01-25 13:03:20

raw text

Bold + Italic – magazine Bold + Italic magazine Menu Skip to content About Current Issue Issues Blog Submissions Ekphrastic Challenge Masthead Nominations Contributors Riccardo Mirarchi (Issue 06 Artist) Rachel Belward — I Hope You’re Ok Poetry I Hope You’re Ok The night here is not black, but a washed-out blue. Awake, he waits. The city is switching gears. The froth of blossom. Bubbles gathering around a plughole as the water runs out of a bathtub. We longingly press our hands against gasp-clouded glass. Collectively horrified. Splintered in so many solitudes. The smears of breath, lips, cheeks. All carefully wiped away. Our handprints are scattered petals, unfurling leaves. The plumes of a bird in flight. The sun beats onto abandoned pavements. The windows of other blocks wink at us. She types “how to pray properly” into the search bar. Stares at her own hands. She is so tired of seeing their faces on screens big and small. It make...

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