We proudly present another amazine reading!
Our wonderful contributor Diana L. Gustafson reads an extract from her nonfiction piece Curating Death, published on The Amazine in January 2025.
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Read More »We proudly present another amazine reading!
Our wonderful contributor Diana L. Gustafson reads an extract from her nonfiction piece Curating Death, published on The Amazine in January 2025.
Give it a listen below ❤
Read More »We proudly present another amazine poetry reading!
Our wonderful contributor Sonia Nicholson reads her poem bare, published on The Amazine in June 2025.
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Read More »We proudly present another amazine poetry reading!
Our wonderful contributor Brian Christopher Giddens reads his prose poem Home Made, published on The Amazine in May 2025.
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Read More »Our wonderful contributor Rachel Turney presents her photo collection “In Japan”, published on The Amazine in December, 2024.
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Read More »We proudly present another amazine poetry reading!
Our wonderful contributor Stacie Eirich reads her poem Siren Song, published on The Amazine in July 2025.
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Read More »We proudly present another amazine poetry reading!
Our wonderful contributor Stacie Eirich reads her poem Heart Kintsugi, published on The Amazine in July 2025.
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Read More »by Nitika Balaram
There’s an Eurasian hoopoe searching
for worms in my garden.
Dig dig dig
It pauses, looks up —
eyes off the grass for a moment
Pick pick pick
by Haley Young
“It’s just that you don’t seem that adventurous,” said an acquaintance when I told her about our plans to move into a converted camper van.
I smiled. She wasn’t wrong about my personality. She was wrong in her assumption that living on the road demands the highest level of adventurous spirit. Two years into travelling full time, I’m more of a homebody than ever.
I just take my house with me.
Read More »by Hibah Shabkhez
I speak of red roses called by other names
To you, who do not yet know this one. I sing
Of suns xanthic, amarillo, jaune, before
You even know yellow; find you poems and games
That spin out sentences like candy-floss; bring
You books in many different languages, more
For my own sake than yours –
by Easter Mukora
one a.m: i am looking at quotes from the Waking Life and ran into ‘dream is destiny.’ it’s one of those things i never thought i would remember to associate with you, which might be weird because it’s literally written on you. it’s so late into the night that it’s morning and i am better off waking up than sleeping. so i am writing. i still don’t understand what dream is destiny means. i will rewatch it again next week. or some week when it comes up and i want to watch more than i want to write. or if you waltz into my life again when you app finally works. teknolojia! how does anybody know when they’re telling the truth
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