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Substation
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The Substation is a space to prepare poems to enter the real world.
Publications. Chapbooks. Full-lengths. Manuscripts. Submissions. Applications. Personal. Whatever the motive for serious dedication to your craft, the Substation is here to give you confidence your writing will achieve the goals you have.
In addition to peer review, a weekly livestream to discuss one member's poem will be held, with a private link to rewatch as often as desired.
Because our editing forum and streams are membership only, feel comfortable posting here without the public, and journals you may be submitting to, accessing the work.
Transform poems to poems that transform.
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The shush of white capped waves,
Rolling over the beach in muffled conversation
With seagulls who cawk, complaining about fish
As Reggae plays over a portable speaker
the wind blowing my mind
can it be...inner silience?
loud waves foam crashing
the sound of the waves sweeping the beach
the seagulls squeaking calling above
dogs barking and children playing on the beach and tossing frisbees
slap of flip flops on boardwalk
seagulls above me
gush of water poured in a sand castle moat