Suicide lives with me. She sleeps in the same room, kicks her laundry under my desk, and leaves her dirty dishes beside my bed for …
Bus Ride by Amanda Talbot
It was I who survived and you who died. You sat across from me, Daddy, with your shades low for protection. The bus clumped on …
Phoenix by Sade Andria Zabala
Kill the part of you that believes it can’t survive without someone else. Start with the hands. The feeble way they shake holding your morning …
My Salvation in Sleep by Chance Walsh
She’s an ashen statue, strung with celestial lights. We’re cloaked in smoke, do our mirrors deceive? I’m just some skin and soul soaked in kerosene …
I Stopped Wishing I Was Dead by Keren Chelsea
november has gone: thirty days passed by and i’m still striving. my hands no longer shake from the tragedy inside my lungs but it is …
Lifeless by Trivarna Hariharan
Warmth escapes like sunshine reflecting off a jarred window. Days feel cold and pages lie still, unmoved by the constant whirring of the fan. My …
When You Know You Are Losing Each Other by Kate Foley
They are in the basement of a heated house. It is their last night before her airplane comes and he is avoiding her head on …
obesophobia by Charlotte Covey
my organs are rotting from the inside. all i can do is rip them out, feathers in a pillow. bones pop. all i can do …
A Glimpse into a Window of My Soul by Helen Sparrow
The glass shatters with a painful Nerve-jangling, ear-splitting crack Lethal shards skitter across the floor like bugs And catch the light a few hundred ways. …