Recovery is a constant state of mind…
one year and counting by MacKenzie
the kisses of sunbeams on my face feel warm. my heart is full, so far from the ragtag, edgy organ that’s worn out from using …
Bright Beams of the Night by Avantika Singhal
On the night when the pale Moon with its roundness appeared outside my window, I regarded it carefully. Like it was a leech feeding on …
Stolen Stars by Neha Agarwal
she experienced high highs and low lows and when she was happy she didn’t smile she sparkled when she was sad she didn’t cry she …
Painting by Charlotte Berry
I don’t know why I inflict physical wounds upon myself I only end up ashamed and embarrassed and wishing I was somebody else I wear long …
depression and my guardian angel by Marissa Gates
my guardian angel— she has a harder job description than the others. instead of watching me from a distant puff of heaven, every morning, she …
This Wave by Taylor Brown
The thing about breathing is that despite it all despite how much I don’t want to sometimes, I still want to keep breathing especially on …
Clutz by Megan Tyler
i fall down all the time things slip out of my hands my keys her hand the glass dinner plate still intact and fractured her …
Floating by Ashira Shirali
It was raining the first time I left my body. Mom left the house to be one with the storm. Her shirt was still stained …