Monday. Badly brewed tea and a scone I should’ve eaten by last Thursday. My boss tells me I’m drifting. I smile, or try to, until …
Emergency Room by Meggie Royer
When they ask you if his mouth was holy, tell ‘em you have always been capable of making miracles alone. Say amen then amend. Carpenters …
Gambled by Daniela Sordillo
I gambled, and I’m still trying to decide Whether I won, or Lost. I lost a decaying cadaver. Let the flies and maggots Thrive on …
Don’t Be Scared. Go. Love.
You will meet someone who will give a new definition to your name — like it suddenly means the whole universe and has room for every …
Fiona Apple’s Parting Advice for Every ‘I Know I Said Forever, But—’ by SaraEve
She is teaching me to play the piano, says this is the last thing she has for me. But I am all left handed, emotional, banging …
The Opposite of Ending by Arielle Trager
As each day stretched me further from the first, I began to think that you never really fall out of love. I began to think …
I Don’t Write Love Poems by Kiernan Norman
We didn’t bloom together the way we should have. We never eyed each other across neat soil; both self-conscious and self-righteous as we sipped the …
Never in His Intentions by Shelbie Warner
He had a way with words that made you feel like clouds, and not pretty fluffy clouds, but dark, angry, unstable clouds. He could …
Compass by Arielle Trager
I used to think that leaving you would feel like praying to a broken compass, night falling quiet and cold on the ocean, but I …