

A Literation
Submit your poetry, prose, and art to this fledgling literary magazine run by your favorites of the Tumblr Writing Community.
i am already down
in the home of white
rabbits,
a virtual irreality,
regardless of the current-state-
of-being’s plane, presently
comforted in the bottom
of a swimming pool,
insomnia with sleep,
and when this multitude
of media manages to mend
this awkward psyche,
i see flashlights when you’re
happy when i’m happy when
we’re cutting new foot
paths in your backyard.
has anyone ever explained to you exactly how weird the experience of hyperreality really is?