I loved you once. Wasn’t for too long, Because you forbid me from it, remember? It started, and it stopped. It began from a word to a wink And ended with a wink and your word. I loved you, not for too long. Let’s talk physics: If the x-axis was time, And the y-axis was […]
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When September came and you were gone with the setting skies and leaves that crunch like bone I took a trip down memory lane alone, in an orange-tinted room trapped by the sun and the phantom ants on my skin, I scratched and clawed until I bled And then night dawned and my ears leaked […]
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Sometimes I feel like I’m drifting: in outer space, through life. I can’t keep up with myself because I am more lost than wanderer. Oh, but you with your whimsical lines, “we are cosmically bound to each other by the stardust in our bones,” make the universe shift so, I am reminded that home is […]
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The following scene is an excerpt from the play Lost and Found by Alyssa Ahle. UNREQUITED LOVE: A young woman who carts around her old crushes in a wagon. SIMON: The young man currently situated in Unrequited Love’s wagon. Provides comic relief. LOST: A young man who attends group therapy with Unrequited Love. Act I, Scene […]
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Somewhere along the way, you lost your voice You remember it being made out of springtime lullabies and strong powerful marching songs. It was the way you expressed yourself. A defence mechanism in times of war. You used it against strangers and enemies and friends and family. To fight and unite and sing your sister […]
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In August the cicadas burst into a new song. In August I took refuge in the scaffolds and built home from the ground up. The runaway kids, they don’t know much except for the distant blow of a train and the bitter taste of defeat— too familiar for a gentle night like this. The mothers […]
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The way you look away. Your fingers slide past in a whirl of degradation, Idling not a moment as mine do an era. Your eyes slide past, no pause for the sacred, And those tender and abrupt lips part no more. I have been halted, A storm raging inside, bringing an air of disrepair and […]
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I was friends with her for a time. Everyone thought of her as “that girl” But there was more than that ─ More than what it may have seemed like on the surface. How could they not see? How could they not? She was kind; she was poetic; she was lovely. But she looked loose, Like […]
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She lay on the grass and it was a wonder to see She wouldn’t move, not even when they called her She must have been staring at the bright blue sky, or at its thick falling tears, or at her troubled fellows But she let no one in She wouldn’t budge, might the Deluge come […]
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