I knew you through crumpled bed sheets With tired eyes and morning views Crawling under blankets and intense teenage blues It was fast and rough …
Fifteen by Emmy Song
so this is how life passes at fifteen: we wake up to the violent moon, breaking window panes and shredding plastic blinds. our bodies are …
The Beetle by Soham Bagchi
The ugly scarab beetle walked the sand; Step after step did he drudge through the heat. The sun and moon waned; a long time had …
Cherry Blossom Trees by Amelia Powell
Our arms Full of gentle pinks, whites, and purples. Our feet stretching far, Far beneath the soil in which others stand. We stand, Still, Among …
Elegy in Red Silk by Halle Jean
They carry your scent like they were made to never forget you. I miss the way they slipped against my legs, as I intertwined them …
While Driving to the Open Mic by Alyssa May Trifone
I consider turning down every street except the one the open mic is actually on. The most inviting streets are cul de sacs (easy to …
We Are All Beautiful Ruins by Glorienne Broñola
maybe in some way i am historic too i heard them call the ruins “beautiful” the old and run down “majestic” i do not see …
Daisy by Melissa Sussens
You spend all day lining them up for slaughter, one by one onto the conveyor before bullet is silenced by brain, knife slithers over throat, …
Moving On by Claudia Miranda
The day after your death, the sun still surprisingly came up and shone down onto the cold and blue horizon. There were no loud noises, …