Anons tried to hate on Spite
Oomfs were sleeping on Spite. Even my irls threatened to spite ME after I created Spite.
But NONE can dampen the CALL of the PEOPLE when they are joined together and amplified by the editorial embrace of a Literary Magazine.
The ππππ₯π π£πππ ππππ€ gathers us into a beam of startling ferocity, and honesty, like light shooting from a glass and illuminating everything in sight...
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