A broken tulip by Maaike

A broken tulip by Maaike

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In the future, a feast.
Even the crows will come.
Sep 18 • 
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Until the Nile itself becomes a god.
From the archives: a lyric essay to honour my grandmother.
Sep 11 • 
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Girls slip out at dawn
And some exciting news!
Sep 4 • 
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August 2025

There are no mistakes here
A poem from Nakesoro Market, Kampala.
Aug 28 • 
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After Mt. St. Helen’s erupted, the first species to return was a ballooning spider.
Return looks like this.
Aug 21 • 
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No apologies.
Poem for the early mornings.
Aug 14 • 
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Field Notes VI: The original Bluetooth
Interviewing a traditional healer.
Aug 14 • 
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Your first scar is not your last scar.
Prose poem for hot August days.
Aug 7 • 
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July 2025

The future tastes like papaya
ripe belly full soft orange.
Jul 31 • 
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Sorrow never sits, no matter how many seats you give it.
A poem.
Jul 24 • 
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Field Notes V: ‘Eucalyptus is a complicated story’
Gathering evidence of landscape changes.
Jul 24 • 
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Field Notes IV: A man named Frog
The baffling joys of conducting interviews.
Jul 10 • 
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