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Poetry: 

"Boiling" by Teal Pratt

I burned my hand cooking. Red rushed through newly tender skin. Spilt spaghetti dinner down the sink. Our food we couldn't afford to...

Untitled by Scout Noel

i wonder if my professor sees his daughters in us the tired girls in the front row with their chins resting on their arms their eyes...

We are Women by Keeva Donoghue

We are women Our voices must be powerful and loud Or else our thoughts will become swallowed in the crowd With minds and bodies no longer...

The Final Act by Tamantha Cineas

Losing love has softened my heart. I feel everything so intensely now, yet I can't help but feel grateful for it. How fortunate am I to...

Mother's Daughter by Gabryella Rodrigues

Red ruby drops of sweet  bounded by the stains of sin  crystalline knowledge  her pain eclipsed by facades.  contortions of self, ...

Untitled by Scout Noel

i feel the smallest when i’m like this curled up in my bed with tears staining my cheeks staining my pillowcase my shirt the stuffed...

Alien by Jenna Korman

if an alien from outer space landed in the middle of the ocean at midnight - armed with nothing but its space tech, and the human...

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