He has summer in his eyes But December in his veins When he looks at me, Summer hits me like a truck Cold drinks, long …
When Two Artists Fall in Love by Lindsey Hobart
i. We go out to dinner and we don’t look at each other. We spend the whole night scratching through napkins, staining our hands dirty …
After Last Night by Michelle Gordon
The sun greeted me and I wasn’t dreading the day. I felt unsure. I felt awakened I looked around for you, expecting to hear your …
Imprint by Kayla King
The memory of you feels so real. It glitters there, in the back of my neck, filtering through marrow & veins & flesh that once …
you promised me i was art by Mehek Boparai
i bled shades reflected on prisms and you held your paintbrush all too eagerly smearing my words across your canvas rearranging my thoughts to fit …
For All the Girls with Messy Hearts, and to the Men Whose Skin Have Tasted Mine by Sade Andria Zabala
Let’s be honest here — I am not the girl men fall in love with. I am the girl that men want to fuck. I …
(Un)breakable by Dani Steinberg
The broken cannot break They’ve been hurt too many times before Crushed, unfinished, left behind Forced to believe that they are nothing more than bones …
The Hands by Briar Chisholm
The hands They roam freely Going wherever they see fit– For or against Whatever struggle may try and stop them. . The words They flow …