november has gone: thirty days passed by and i’m still striving. my hands no longer shake from the tragedy inside my lungs but it is …
Lifeless by Trivarna Hariharan
Warmth escapes like sunshine reflecting off a jarred window. Days feel cold and pages lie still, unmoved by the constant whirring of the fan. My …
When You Know You Are Losing Each Other by Kate Foley
They are in the basement of a heated house. It is their last night before her airplane comes and he is avoiding her head on …
obesophobia by Charlotte Covey
my organs are rotting from the inside. all i can do is rip them out, feathers in a pillow. bones pop. all i can do …
A Glimpse into a Window of My Soul by Helen Sparrow
The glass shatters with a painful Nerve-jangling, ear-splitting crack Lethal shards skitter across the floor like bugs And catch the light a few hundred ways. …
Words by Veronica Tyler
There were so many words. She could feel them thick in the air, fluttering over her skin and getting tangled in her hair People passing …
Vanity’s Shroud by Dana Li
What a strange old world, where I’ve got one heart but a thousand faces, I’ve got a hundred friends but one ticket to Vegas. What …
Hortensia’s Speech by Farah Ghafoor
out of the cement the plaster come unholy diamonds. these slate men pointing fingers at priestesses goddesses hookers in silver. water pools from the salivating …
In My Neighborhood by Julia Nunnally Duncan
There were many mothers in my neighborhood: Beulah, who tended to my foot on a summer day when I stepped on a shard of broken …