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 …
there must be somewhere better (november 2011) by Rona Wang
November means sputtering rain that has no energy left for desperation, myths woven into cartilage sidewalks like hemp. A rush of street veins, the trains …
A Taste for Blood by Seanna Pratt
It was another summer where I was waiting to find him, the sparkling apparition. All wide eyed, shoulders like concrete. They said I was wrong …
Love Is an Investment by Nahal Amouzadeh
love is an investment when he says all the right things, look into your heart like you would your wallet and count the good memories …
Starfish by Courtney Birst
They held it high above their heads, hoisted their prickly trophy up, mouths open in triumph. It was bigger than my hand, bigger than your …
The Writer by Chance Walsh
Words flee from honest fingers Letters left far After the meaning is lost Trapped thoughts Set free Freedom to speak your mind A key to …
Cynical and Frigid by Alyssa Anne Icaro
painting and poem by Alyssa Anne Icaro . We once dreamed of a fairy tale Once thought that love is fair At some point we …
Misogynistic Meteorologists by Nicole Deardorff
Hurricanes have always been named after women but every woman I know who has been hit named the storm after a man …
My Grandmother’s Garden by Samantha Chaffin
My grandmother’s garden is in bloom. After breakfast, we sit on the steps in her backyard. The stone is cool beneath our feet. She kicks …