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RT @ellipticalnight: from ʔBÉDAYINE by Kaitlyn Purcell (@MIDNIGHTFILTH). this book is doing a lot. @metatronpress brings good things into t…
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- 9 hours ago

RT @zugenia: I’m so glad I was able to hear this fantastic group of poets read tonight at @NCL_TO https://t.co/HdNka9ZZ1U
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- 18 hours ago

RT @yyzachary: hi Toronto, it's time, 7pm, 182A St Helen's Ave., come celebrate with @metatronpress the launch of Kaitlyn "@MIDNIGHTFILT…
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- 18 hours ago

RT @yyzachary: @metatronpress @MIDNIGHTFILTH @internetfantasy It's been my honour to bring ʔbédayine, Kaitlyn Purcell's truly unreal debut…
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- 21 hours ago

RT @girthgirl: Toronto if you miss this ur dumb sorry https://t.co/xA2Dnt9lMR
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Laura Buccieri

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Neil Surkan

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June Gehringer

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Jordan Castro

He opens his eyes. He stares at Kevin’s face. “Stant you, bunty. Stant,” he says. He pets Kevin and sighs. It feels like prayer....

Julie Mannell

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Charlotte von Fritschen

I LEFT THE LAPTOP TO GO LOOK AT THE SKY I WATCHED A WHOLE SUNSET I WATCHED A WHOLE SUNSET I WATCHED A THING WHOLE FROM START TO FINISH...

Sari Lightman

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