This is where I like to go before I get to the cracked vase of our life together. The places we once existed but no …
Dropped like Keys by Georgia Ladd
It is a terrible thing to lose the soul; dropped like keys. To be resurrected in the middle of the street, your chest concave, …
Gambled by Daniela Sordillo
I gambled, and I’m still trying to decide Whether I won, or Lost. I lost a decaying cadaver. Let the flies and maggots Thrive on …
Youth Circus by Jessica Chanchalashvili
I lived that life on the other end of your father’s cigarette it was too many years and too many steps along the lines of …
Just a Note to My Teenage Angst and Her Unused Black Lipstick by Kayla Wheeler
When you chose Manic Panic Raven, a shade so dark you couldn’t find it at the bottom of your purse after you stole it from …
The door opens. The temperature drops. by Emma Bovill
after Bon Iver You hold a book in your hands: oven-baked pages. home-stitched spine. handwritten print. You daft songbird, if you didn’t know a sharp …
Fiona Apple’s Parting Advice for Every ‘I Know I Said Forever, But—’ by SaraEve
She is teaching me to play the piano, says this is the last thing she has for me. But I am all left handed, emotional, banging …
Another Vagabond Lost to Love by Charlotte Eriksson
6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days, and I still don’t know which month it was then or what day it is now. Blurred …
The Difference by Kayla Wheeler
The photographs of our childhood sit crooked in their frames like baby teeth. On holidays, or dinner parties, or when the plumber comes to fix …