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Champions Final lights flare up... PSG press high with fire, Inter hold their shape. In this billion-pound ballet, style and steel chase one goal... #final #vss365 #UCLfinal #ChampionsLeagueFinal

Submissions for Issue 10 are open until August 1st! #callforsubmissions #poetry #fiction #art #photography #publishing #litmag

The Woman On her back, a strait, widened by whips, where silence stitches its gospel into spine. She moves through rooms like lost ships, her dreams bruised and unseen. She hums through the hurt, lullabies carried in fists too tired to close. #strait #poetry #vss365

War & Children Small bones in craters, laughter drowns beneath the tanks, stars blink through gunfire. Small hands clutch at the rubble, a lullaby lost in smoke. Hope wears the giants’ old shoes, childhood folds like paper wings. #small #vss365 #War

The Trophy Shelf Stripped for powdered myths the elephant’s wrinkled skin dries on a shelf’s edge — soft is the buyer’s handshake but blood speaks through every pore #skin #vss365 #poetry #stopelephantpoaching #poaching #elephants

Dignity... Scrape of my elbow, the chair’s angry again—no! I fall, I roll, the cat judges me from high, pretends it didn’t see me cry. #vss365 #scrape #cats #comedy

Equilibrium... In her quiet hands he finds his truest #shape—soft, resistant to loss. Even when the light bends her, she holds the curve of their love #shape #vss365 #writerslift #poetry #WritingCommunity

The Sunflowers In the #realm of loss, a single sunflower whispers, midwife to our grief. The realm remembers, how marigold and basil sang beneath our knees. Now silence crowds the corners where bees once blessed every breath. #realm #vss365 #poetrylovers #90s

Excellent poem, by Oliver Kleyer Suburban Witchcraft Magazine #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers

Vortex of colour— her dress spins against the bark, a storm of petals. The tree sways with aching joy, its calm shattered by her smile. #vortex #vss365 #poetrycommunity #thursdayvibes

Dehli-seilles Parallel pleasures— a croissant in Marseilles’ sun and samosas spun in Delhi’s golden corners, time zigzags between each bite. #paralell #vss365 #foodfriday #travel

Pieces An old enigma, peace flickers in headlines, fades under drone-shadow. Peace, an enigma wrapped in treaties, burnt in oil— still, the children dream. One holds a rusted helmet and fills it with autumn rain. #peace #war #enigma #vs365

Mother’s Mother Masala-scented, silver hair like softened silk— eyes sharp, deep as earth, her smile spices the morning, grace folds in every wrinkle. #vss365 #masala

grandma the neem tree is shrinking into itself its leaves curl like fists that forgot how to pray we sat in its silence, called it shade now the rope between us lies limp grief has no scent just the weight of bees that left i touch the bench and feel the hole you became #trees

Done Taffeta shivers, a tear falls on quiet silk— your voice, distant now, unravelling in the dark where flowers once danced... now undone. #Taffeta #vss365 #poetrycommunity #Silence

Seagulls twitter secrets, harsh and relentless, their cries scrape the salt-rough air, waves coil like restless ghosts, breaking on white bones of sand. Seafoam shivers in fractured sunlight, caught between water’s endless hunger and sky’s silent ache. #vss365 #twitter #poems