Sleepless nights, and stoplights, and sunburned exhaustion. You make me want to wake up, even when I’m so tired I can’t see straight. My heart broke into so many pieces, I felt like I’d never recover. I was a collection of atoms doomed to the inevitable law of entropy. But even as I was falling […]
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You write about the way it feels At the beginning Like someone’s airing up a balloon Inside your stomach You write about urgency That call across the wind When you say his name You become a scientist, a philosopher An evangelist You theorize, you believe You write: “The universe recycles atoms and maybe yours and […]
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I am Athena, silver eyed and daring, My battle already won. Dancing in my enemies’ blood And I don’t need you I don’t need you, but– I am Aphrodite, who kindles love’s fire And I can set any man ablaze But for you I burn. I am Artemis, whose former lover shines in the sky […]
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Don’t mess with the girl who writes She’ll immortalize you Build you into a better version of yourself Encase you in gold statue Write how much she cares For every curve of your muscles Every hollow of your bones She’ll tell the world How you make her nerves stand on end Don’t fuck with the […]
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So you’re the poet girl of entropy Sorry He is unfortunately likeable And disastrously funny He loves the same books as you You tried, stubbornly you attempted You talked about love like it wasn’t happening Hoping for order to assert itself And gravity to reverse Fierce little poet You never stood a chance The oceans, […]
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You practice defensive driving Minimum safe distance You hold him at arm’s length Watching those moments Where you might race Fly past you in the wind Let the danger dissipate As though you don’t see it You hold back on the highway Lean into the curves of the road Slowly You push down the girl […]
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The following is an excerpt of a novel by Jasmina Kuenzli. He let the steel harden his hands, flow over his fingers like liquid silver. In the streetlights, she’d thought his eyes had looked curious. Something was off about them. He turned toward her, and that’s when she realized that his left eye glowed red. […]
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The following is an excerpt of a novel by Jasmina Kuenzli. He stands there, the dark son, returning from the grave, and all I can see is the blood on his hands and the black, moist dirt and the rotting look in his eyes and hair. He reaches a hand up to me, begging me […]
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The door slammed And it shook the whole house He left again Screeched away in a waiting car The house is silent But for the hum of the TV Which makes my little brother escape Even though it doesn’t drown out The sound of my mom sobbing I know I should comfort her “It’s just […]
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