Poetry:
In the Garden of Eden By Hannah Kupson
Everything had all happened so fast. Her entire life passed her by in a second, barely giving her time to process one moment before she...
When the Black Walnuts Fall... By N.R. Pollard
My high school has always had problems with the ceiling. Being a low-rise concrete slab in the middle of what was once rustic farmland...
The Voyage of an Open Heart By Christian Mack
The heart finds itself afloat again, in a tiny boat made up of everyone it’s ever loved, in an ocean of everything it’s ever experienced....
The Pupusas Made By My Mother By Fatima Perez
My mother’s delicate hands shape the dough into a sort of rounded position, leaving a deep opening for the filling. The maseca mixture...
The Last Wolf in Connecticut By Cameron Curtis
This is where she was killed, we are told. The story smells of leaves on the ground in their death throes; children calling out to each...
I Need Answers By Tris Westbrook
Dear ****, Here’s a concept of love that I’ve always wondered about: would you love someone else if they treated you the same way as your...
Graduation Day By Owen Butterfly
“It’s only fair”, said the president as he announced the remaining ARK would be decided by a lottery. It was a culling of the lucky ones,...
Eloi, Eloi or: Caleth for Elias By Matilyn Paul
“Now from the sixth hour there was darkness over all the land unto the ninth hour. And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud...
Frosted Chrysanthemum By Sky Steffiare
A late September evening breeze flits through gentle windchimes, as it pushes a stream of smoke from newly lit fires. The bittersweet...
Fruit flies circling above me By Emily Borona
my flesh is soft decorated with marks and decaying from the inside out my guilt sits in my stomach like a pit trapped within the corpse...
Mr. Max Beckmann By Omar Acevedo
In the shade of Capitalist reality We are shackled in Societal tendencies. Seen as a whole Individuality is drowned in auditory...
Spotify Playlist Pantoum By Fatima Perez
As I shuffled my playlist on Spotify, I listen to throwback 2000s songs. Filled with sensual vibes. Taking in its sweet melody. I listen...
Was It Destiny? By Esther Pierre-Isaac
Dear Nathaniel, Distance came upon as if drifting apart was a new chapter in our lives. Knowing each other wasn’t something that we knew...
Foolish? Me or You? By Tris Westbrook
Was it really all just pretend? Putting it on the back burner and saying it “doesn’t exist” Just another thing that “never made sense”?...
everything is a love letter By Hadley Vaillancourt
everything is a love letter. he was a swimmer when i met him. when i watched him move the water like the strength of all things, i...
Television Screen By Scout Noel
i see a television screen glow in the dark of a room and i reminded of the way the sound of yours would haunt me no matter where i went...
Sonnet for Palestine By Hanan Tuffaha
Olive branch wields unrelenting teardrops To water the soil of its foundation Fingers outstretched as a shield for its crop The skin of...
The Female Eye By Isabelle Belice
i'm not sure how old i was when i realized the cruelty of men maybe it was when i was first touched back when i thought touch equated to...
Addressing the Writers By Brooklyn Leighton
The tongue within my own head carps loudest As I wonder about the writers and poets, Who address with greater purpose And croon with...

