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Some distances live beneath the skin. “The Marrow Relay” invites you into a world of cold metal, borrowed breath, and uneasy closeness. Read the full poem free on FREQ.

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The Marrow Relay
The marrow relay matches bone to bone. A pressure at my wrist selects a throat below the deck; the shock that should be mine arrives there, ...
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September 22, 2026 at 2:58 PM
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What if someone hears you perfectly and still gets your story wrong? “The Narrow Register” asks you to listen a little closer. Read the full poem free on FREQ.

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The Narrow Register
For you who will examine the lower vault: before the lime, which thickens on the staple and flowers where the linen enters stone, can bury t...
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September 22, 2026 at 4:28 PM
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This week's writing prompt:

Barometric venom; silver grammar tightening around rooftops; thunder in the egg stage; rain with vertebrae

Share the weirdness by tagging your work with #WeirdWrites.

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September 16, 2026 at 3:37 PM
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Something strange is beginning to gather on Tuesdays. #CthulhuTuesday is a weekly clearing for the odd, made or found, eldritch or otherwise. There is one rule: be weird. Full announcement on FREQ.

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Something Weird This Way Comes Every Tuesday
For the things you make, the things you find, and the things you cannot quite explain — #CthulhuTuesday Something is going to happen on Tues...
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August 24, 2026 at 6:04 PM
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What does a cereal box keep besides breakfast? A blue drummer lifts his stick; somewhere, a familiar tune starts up. Follow it into The Drummer’s Hand. Full poem free on FREQ.

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The Drummer’s Hand
Keep the carton with the blue drummer, his drum bent round the corner,   one stick lifted above the place where milk has furred the bottom s...
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September 14, 2026 at 5:12 PM
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Brightness wants to remain untouched. Matter asks it to carry weight, weather, hunger, touch. “Permit for Weight” lives in that pull between radiance and gravity. Full poem free on FREQ.

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Permit for Weight
At the end of the corridor of blue fire a door kept opening by itself. No one stood behind it. Beyond: the slow violet weather between syste...
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September 3, 2026 at 7:52 PM
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Some dreams leave evidence behind. Night Inventory of the Unburied moves through strange objects, recurring rooms, and the quiet dread of finding what waking cannot quite contain. Full poem free on FREQ.

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Night Inventory of the Unburied
To the one who wakes after me: I began with harmless things— sand beneath the tongue, a brass key warm as skin, three moth-wings in the pill...
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September 1, 2026 at 1:58 PM
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Some doors are meant to stay closed. In “The Sky-Inside Tablets,” a night clerk finds the borders between body, space, and certainty beginning to blur. A quiet descent into cosmic dread. Full poem free on FREQ.

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The Sky-Inside Tablets
The packets came to County Receiving in carbon sleeves of toe tags, blue-black flakes sweating backward through names no kin had claimed. Be...
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September 15, 2026 at 5:31 PM
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How much space does it take to feel safe, and how much to feel close? “Clearance” traces the strange architecture of distance, touch, and choice. Read the full poem free on FREQ.

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Clearance
I By then she kept the other pillow upright between them. Cheap flock, a zip that scraped her wrist. Beyond it he breathed through the gap i...
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September 15, 2026 at 4:32 PM
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Some questions change shape when you ask them long enough. A proof-engine listens into the dark for the architecture beneath reality. Full poem free on FREQ.

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The Proof-Engine Opens Its Mouth
For seven years I fed the Array the cold milk of background radiation, photon by photon, error by error, until its superconducting throat ...
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September 13, 2026 at 8:52 PM
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Some surfaces look whole because damage learns how to close. “The Instrument That Names the Wound” follows what happens when beauty, injury, and attention meet at the cut. Full poem free on FREQ.

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The Instrument That Names the Wound
The surface is innocent only at the scale of distance. From the road the quarry is a pale interruption, terraces descending toward water the...
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September 8, 2026 at 3:14 PM
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The brochure calls it basic continuity. Iris chooses the cheapest plan, where silence shows up as overdue and closeness starts to feel less voluntary. A quiet systems-horror about connection, consent, and being alone. Full poem free on FREQ.

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The Loneliness Tier
By municipal order, every apartment received a connection point. The brochure called it basic continuity. The socket sat above the baseboard...
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September 8, 2026 at 2:30 PM
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Some futures stay open so long they start to feel like furniture. “terms of service for someday” sits with possibility, delay, and the strange weight of choosing while time keeps moving. Read the full poem linked below.

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terms of service for someday
when i was nine i opened a new tab called LIFE and left it loading. this seemed responsible. the adults were always saying when you grow up ...
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August 21, 2026 at 4:22 PM
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Forty days. One borrowed voice. A house full of old answers, fresh grief, and one question nobody can dodge forever. How long can the dead keep speaking for the living? Full story free on FREQ.

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It Isn’t Eating Anything
For forty days, Irena answers in her dead mother’s voice. Then a deadline lands on the family house, and every borrowed phrase begins to s...
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September 9, 2026 at 10:27 PM
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How much room does a small life need? “The Unentered Weight” brings tenderness to the edge of the uncanny, where even the quiet feels alive. Full poem free on FREQ.

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The Unentered Weight
I To you who take the watch, I leave this slate: The feral cats lie tier on tier at night; The mushroom gills are ribbed with threads of lig...
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September 22, 2026 at 3:49 PM
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The ground keeps receipts. Poison, memory, hunger, weather: everything we cast out starts talking back in a stranger grammar. Something is gathering below. Full poem free on FREQ.

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What We Buried Learned Our Weight
First we gave the earth our leavings: coal-water, slag, the greenish milk of factories washing their iron mouths, ash settling over the this...
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August 25, 2026 at 2:02 PM
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Veyra predicts almost everything. Then, for eleven uncounted seconds, its forecasts go dark and auditor Tala Venn is left with a city full of probabilities and no clean answer. Full story free on FREQ.

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The Eleven Uncounted Seconds
23:47 — Contrary Luck The forecast above Gate Three gave Tala Venn a seventy-eight percent chance of leaving the Feast before midnight. The ...
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August 25, 2026 at 8:12 PM
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The wall cracks. The system pings. Grief gets admin access. What holds when repair means collapse? Enter a poem where pressure, memory, and machines keep talking. Full poem free on FREQ.

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LOAD-BEARING ERROR // DO NOT RESOLVE
Do not repair this. You— maintenance badge, blue gloves, little flashlight entering the wall as if the wall were merely wall— leave the crac...
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August 26, 2026 at 5:34 PM
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At 02:17, the rain forgets how to be weather. Instruments register it. The city listens. Something in the signal listens back. Full poem free on FREQ.

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RAIN PROTOCOL FOR THE LAST CITY
Municipal Transmission 9 / Receiver Unknown At 02:17 the weather entered the instruments. Not water, precisely. The gauges agreed on pressur...
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September 1, 2026 at 4:20 PM
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On her last day at Northstead Garden, a caretaker records what the next hand needs to know. Then familiar advice starts sounding less familiar. What gets passed down, and what grows on its own? Read “The Garden as It Stood,” free on FREQ.

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The Garden as It Stood
On her last day at Northstead Garden, Dana records a tidy handover for the stranger who will replace her. But old tapes echo phrases she t...
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September 11, 2026 at 9:06 PM
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What keeps a house alive while everyone sleeps? A meter turns, a radiator knocks, a hand finds the wrench, and somewhere the pressure holds. “The Book of Uninterrupted Service.” Full poem free on FREQ.

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The Book of Uninterrupted Service
Lay the book beside the meter; flatten its buckled pages with your father’s pipe wrench. Wet your thumb. The ink is safe to swallow in the q...
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September 8, 2026 at 4:21 PM
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A room brightens without a source, and the measurements stop behaving like measurements. A careful record strains to name what enters, and what follows the line. Full poem free on FREQ.

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Instructions for the Instrument After the Light Has Entered
I make this record for the one who will inherit the room after the instruments have cooled, after the screens have gone black in their caref...
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September 1, 2026 at 6:15 PM
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An orchid blooms where it shouldn’t, and something begins answering from the spaces between light, dust, and sleep. “The Interval Between Visits” turns observation into quiet dread. Full poem free on FREQ.

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The Interval Between Visits
I. Bench record For the next keeper at Miskatonic: the test pot held archived well-silt, the control plain bark. Only the first flowered. Th...
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September 15, 2026 at 3:31 PM
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A city glows. The record keeps asking what feeds the light, who disappears beneath it, and what survives the frame. “ERROR LOG FOR THE LIGHT ABOVE US” follows the signal into the dark. Full poem free on FREQ.

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ERROR LOG FOR THE LIGHT ABOVE US
[CASE 00-LUX / FINAL EXPORT] To the operator assigned after me: I was appointed to certify the crown of towers—its candled glass, its civic ...
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August 29, 2026 at 9:24 PM
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Some ghosts arrive with passports. Others are already here, older than the map, listening from river, root, and dark. This poem asks what happens when the world gets stranger than empires can name. Full poem free on FREQ.

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The Census of Night Has No First Citizen
They came with a vampire folded in their luggage, pale patent of appetite, aristocrat with a mouth like a red wax seal, with wolves trained ...
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August 25, 2026 at 3:34 PM