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  • Eating the entire Meal

    If you were to clench pursed lips- motion toward some labial crease in the sky- you would probably find a migratory mantra.

  • My fingers are this water faucet

    Existence is sweet – savor it / in the crevices of your dried and cracked lips.

  • symptoms of the season

    since it’s already sunk into my bones / and caressed me past the point of redemption

  • But Tell Me

    But tell me, did you ever feel that way about me? Did you ever love my hair but never have the confidence to say it?

  • Blood Love

    Your footsteps still have imprints on my carpet floor.

The Etymos Review is a student-run literature & art magazine dedicated to sharing the voices of today’s youth. Our motto, “At the Root of Ourselves,” encourages today’s artists to find that feeling within themselves and share it with the world.

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At the Root of Ourselves