Your fingers will never be enough, To count the number of times They called you a slut. But your soul, your soul is armoured enough, …
How to Do What Feels Right, Right Now by Kate Foley
Always put on lipstick, even if you don’t leave the house. Donate your spare change to a homeless woman with a dog. Have fries with …
Phoenix by Sade Andria Zabala
Kill the part of you that believes it can’t survive without someone else. Start with the hands. The feeble way they shake holding your morning …
My Salvation in Sleep by Chance Walsh
She’s an ashen statue, strung with celestial lights. We’re cloaked in smoke, do our mirrors deceive? I’m just some skin and soul soaked in kerosene …
The Knot by Dana Li
Is this folly? To bind ourselves, flesh to flesh, in blood and brokenness and whisper, in defiance, against the dark: ‘til death. To mock futility, souls …
The Language of You by Martina Dominique Dansereau
I lose my way in the translation of these emotions into poetry. I don’t think there is a word for this kind of love, how …
I THOUGHT IT HAD GONE AWAY (or, a poem about anxiety) by Madeleine Christie
Oh, there’s something coiled around my chest again. I did not know that snakes could hibernate until this one woke up. Have you ever heard …
The Only Thing That Doesn’t Leave by Rowena Taylor
Riding the train home at 8 AM, diffused light stings. I squint past my own reflection to a view I love in the morning. But …
Eighteen by Phoebe Lyons
eighteen shades I am eighteen shades of blue eighteen shades and my kneecaps they’re throbbing my wrists my veins my eighteen shades eighteen I am …