April 19, 2026

Winners

UntitledHe asked to brush my hair, I said yes. It made me feel weird - nice. He put down the brush. I didn’t say yes to anything else. The room was too warm and smelt of lemon-y steam when the dishwasher opened. Threads were coming away from the carpet in patches. Crimped, like they’d been wet-plaited and unwound the next morning.

#1

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A Puddle of WaterA puddle of water pools in the hallway. / The bathroom smells of rusty water. / Linoleum tiles peel away from the subfloor,

#2

30

Who I amI stand on the balcony / almost-normally thinking / of the men in the hall

#3

27

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ThresholdOld evening light / Greeting the windowsills. / Tethered by the door,

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Woman without a HometownA nomadic child moving town-to-town; / From my first breath til graduation day. / A girl without a house to call her home,

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