The first time I found him I was sixteen. He was crumpled under his bike like an unpaid bar tab. He smelled like cigarettes and …
The Opposite of Ending by Arielle Trager
As each day stretched me further from the first, I began to think that you never really fall out of love. I began to think …
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 …
I Don’t Write Love Poems by Kiernan Norman
We didn’t bloom together the way we should have. We never eyed each other across neat soil; both self-conscious and self-righteous as we sipped the …
So This Is Life by Carissa Cicchini
Don’t you see? Your body sprouts out flowers from the crevices in which the demons broke you. The tallied marks that line your skin show …
Notes on Loving the Girl Stained with Scars and Depression by Megan Tyler
Lend her your hope; she will label it as her own and attach to you like velcro. Don’t treat her like a thunderstorm; she is …
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 …
Daughter Dawn by Michael Lee Johnson
Daughter Dawn Christine wakes under gray cracked South Bend, Indiana skies. Date is November 3, 1965, Memorial Hospital. The moon moves back, shelters this infant. …
Red Jacket by Daniela Sordillo
I saw you today. You looked different to the last time I’d seen you. You looked different. But as we sat upstairs on the cold …