declared on a bunk bed in a cabin by a river your voice the sweetest sound of poison (I cannot forget) even in the heat …
Free by Karen Manabat
I was magic; A burning kerchief turned into new fabric, A white dove that flew away from a magician’s trick
It’s good to dream by Shiny Horo
The ticking of the clock tells me it’s time to dream, About the rise of an empire or perhaps the downfall of a king. Should …
Shadow in the Door by Clea
When the last of rose has mellowed, And faded with decay, And the warmth has fled in silence, Borne off in cold dismay, I’ll see …
Melissa Undone by Ronda Redmond
You are a willow branch broke open. Sleek. puffed with soft. Wind breaks you down, twists you. I’ve seen you fight it, and now I …
I am by Rachel Waring
I am broken bones and scraped knuckles ……..bruised knees and black eyes ……..cut up arms and twisted ankles ……..tear-stained cheeks and shaking hands ……..screaming lungs …
Golden rule of being a feminist by Snimar
Today I learned the golden rule of feminism. Tip 101 of being the right kind of Feminist. I can’t like the colour pink. So, this …
Stop by Abbie Arnold
I am not yours to interrogate, to tear apart with attention. I gave you what I could, and all you did was ask Why. Now …
Of Love and Prince Charmings by Glorienne Broñola
maybe happily ever afters aren’t always about poisoned apples and princes riding white horses coming to take you away. maybe it doesn’t involve green grass …